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"Yes," said Clara, and paused. The voice sounded faint and thin, like that of a sick woman. "'Ow is it y'ain't playin' anythin' to-day?" she continued. "Mr Jones is out," replied Clara, annoyed by this conversation through the crack of a door, and anxious to get away. "Oh, is 'e?" said Ada, with an increase of energy in her voice. "I wish yer'd come in fer a minit, if ye're not in a 'urry."
"But y'ain't got nothin' to buy books," was suggested. "I'll see 'bout that 'ar," said Jake. Next morning when the teacher arrived, Jake was waiting at the schoolhouse door. "Teacher," said he, "I ain't got no money to buy books, but I kin git up the wood ev'y day for the stove, 'n I kin sweep out the schoolhouse 'n keep it clean cain't ye loan me a book 'n let me come 'n larn?"
She and the serjeant peeped together under beds and into closets, and she laughed brazenly at certain not very obscure hints of his as to the great services I should render to the search-party if I kept my eye on the house-place. She even said, "Master Noll, don't 'e think as 'ow th' ale be gettin' flat downstairs? It wunna be wuth drinkin' if y'ain't sharp."
"Shin out of this, whatever y'are, we don't contrack to carry no imps on this line Well, if ever I Tommy, old man, it's all right, y'ain't got 'em this time 'ere's yer imp!" And, reaching over, he hauled out the wretched Paul by the scruff of his neck in a state of utter collapse, and deposited him on the ground before him.
"Here, both of you; stand together, and mind this: it will be better for both of you if you are frank and straightforward." "I want to go home," whimpered Bob. "Y'ain't no business to stop me here." "Silence!" roared Sir James; and Bob jumped. Dexter did not move, but stood with his eyes fixed to the floor. "Now!" said Sir James, gazing fiercely at Bob; "you know, I suppose, why you are here."
Gets me in the morning, but I limber up all right." She stood beside him, uneasily frowning. "What are you goin' to do this winter when the rains begin? You can't run risks of being sick, and me not able to get to you." "Sick hell!" He shot a humorous look at her. "I ain't sick in God's own country it's only down here. Why y'ain't all as stiff as stone images in this sea-damp beats me."
"When I kin git up an appetite for that sort of vittles, I'll go shares with you, ef y'ain't got no objection!" Having conceived this idea, Horner was seized with a fear that the captive might presently gain the power of flight and get away. This was a thought under which he could not lie still.
"Well, 'e won't bustle me," cried Chook. "But y'ain't goin'?" said Pinkey, anxiously. "My oath, I am!" cried Chook. "I'm doin' the square thing this time, don't yous fergit, an' no old finger's goin' ter bustle me, even if 'e's your father." "Yous stop at 'ome while yer lucky," said Pinkey. "Ever since Lil cleared out wi' Marsden, 'e swears 'e'll knife the first bloke that comes after me."
"Y'ain't told us yet what brung yuh up on the butte," Paw observed suddenly. "Yuh wa'n't lost yuh ain't got the mark uh no tenderfoot. What was yuh doin' up in that tree?" "Mebbe I mighta been huntin' mountain sheep," Casey retorted calmly. "Huntin' mountain sheep up a tree is a new one," tittered Hank. "Wish you'd give me a swaller uh that brand. Must have a kick like a brindle mule."
"Aunt Martha hath given me free permission to see Sir Guy when I will," Phoebe continued. "But she hath been full circumspect, and ever keepeth within ear-shot." "Humph!" snapped Rebecca. "Y'ain't got any Aunt Martha's fur's I know, but ef ye mean that fat, beer-drinkin' woman downstairs, why, 'tain't any of her concern, an' I'd tell her so, too."
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