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"G-give us the barkers, will you quick! Oh, damnation. Dig, y-you know G-Gaunt and his hangman are hard on my heels! Quick, then, and g-get it over and done with d'you hear, D-Dig?" So saying, Barrymaine crossed to the hearth and stood there, warming his hands at the blaze, but, even so, he must needs turn his head so that he could keep his gloating eyes always directed to Chichester's pale face.
"Y-you sh-sh-shut up, B-Bill," and the huge form of Stutter Brown loomed up directly between them, and that menacing rifle. "I-I reckon as how I'll t-t-take a h-hand in this yere g-g-game. Sh-she ain't no s-spy fer Farnham, er I 'm a l-l-liar." He touched her softly with his great hand, bending down to look into her face, half hidden beneath the ruffled black hair.
And then, Beverley as we s-struggled somehow I g-got hold of of the dagger and struck at him b-blindly. And oh, my God, Beverley I shall never forget how he ch-choked! I can hear it now! But I didn't mean to do it. Oh, I s-swear I never meant it, Beverley s-so help me, God!" "But he is dead," said Barnabas, "and now " "Y-you won't give me up, Beverley?" cried Barrymaine, clinging to his knees.
"Wahn't it charity." "It was friendship, Jethro. You ought to have known that, and you should not have brought back the book." "Friendship," he repeated, "y-you said friendship?" "Yes." "M-meant friendship?" "Yes," said Cynthia, but more faintly, and yet with a certain delicious fright as she glanced at him shyly. Surely there had never been a stranger man! Now he was apparently in a revery.
No other answer would he give to the Captain's closest interrogatory. Only he demanded that a constable should be fetched. He was told that in England a constable had no power of interference with military justice. "Y-you are a s-s-silly fool!" answered the prisoner, and turned away to his bench.
D-don't forgit your old sooty friend. And ef ever y-you want the help of a s-stout hand, or of an old gray head, don't fail to come to the ber-blacksmith's shop." "Thank you, Uncle Ralph! thank you with all my heart! Good-night!" She walked lightly up the hill towards the principal street. But she had not gone half a dozen yards before a hand grasped her arm. She turned with a start.
I feel of de big arm, so, an' I know eet ees bettah dat you be here. I mooch like please you, señor." He clasped her hand where it rested small and white against his sleeve, hiding it completely within his own great fist; when he spoke she could mark the tremble in the deep voice. "Y-you 're a m-mighty fine girl," he managed to say, simply, "but we g-got ter go now.
When we set down, I said: 'Now, Mis' Binney, you and the Judge take right hold, and anything you can't reach, speak out and we'll wait on you. And Mis' Binney? "Yes," she said. She was a little mite scared, I guess. B-begun to suspect somethin'." "Mis' Binney," said I, "y-you can set your cup and sarcer where you've a mind to. O-ought to have heard the Judge laugh.
When we set down, I said: 'Now, Mis' Binney, you and the Judge take right hold, and anything you can't reach, speak out and we'll wait on you. And Mis' Binney? "Yes," she said. "She was a little mite scared, I guess. B-begun to suspect somethin'." "Mis' Binney," said I, "y-you can set your cup and sarcer where you've a mind to. O-ought to have heard the Judge laugh.
Austin said sullenly but distinctly: "The thing for us to do is to get out. . . . Nina if you are ready " "But but what about Gerald?" faltered Eileen, turning piteously to Selwyn. "We can't leave him there!" The man straightened up and turned his drawn face toward her: "Do you wish me to get him?" "Y-you can't do that can you?" "Yes, I can; if you wish it.
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