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"Say, now, take a holt of ye'self an' jest put that one over th' plate again you need a what?" "Another chauffeur." "Another shuvver another? Bo, y' didn't happen t' get a soak on th' bean just now, did ye?" "No." "Well, then, I guess you're some shook up; what you want's food, right now!" "Why, yes, now you mention it, I'm devilish hungry," agreed Ravenslee.
Is there many more of 'em?" "Only six flights!" nodded Joe grimly. "Six!" wailed the Old Un. "Lord it'll be the death o' me!" "Well, it's about time you was dead," nodded Joe. "Dead ye'self!" snarled the old man. "I'm a better figger of a man than ever you was " "An' you would come," continued Joe serenely, as he deftly resettled the old fellow's sporty bow-tie.
Dar dey comes! Dey'll kill you, shore!" She caught her husband by the arm, and endeavored to drag him into the shadow of the cabin. "I can't leave Bre'er 'Liab," said Nimbus, doggedly. "Yer can't help him. Yer'll jes stay an' be killed ye'self! Dar now, listen at dat!" cried the trembling woman. The sound to which she referred was that of hurried footfalls in the road beyond their house.
It was dat last swing t' d' jaw as done me but I ain't drunk 'n' I ain't a kid t' be undressed so chase ye'self an' lemme alone!" "All right, Spike only get to bed like a good chap before your sister comes." "You leave my sister alone; she ain't that kind, an' she ain't fer you, anyway." "That will do, Arthur get into bed! I'll give you five minutes!"
As he entered she turned sharply towards him. "Don't nobody keer nothin' for this yere?" she said, "ain't nobody comin' nigh? Whar's he? Don't he take no int'rus' in the pore little lonesome child? I 'spect yo'll haf to take it ye'self, Mars' De Willerby, while I goes in dar." Tom stopped short, stricken with a pang of remorse. He looked down at the small face helplessly.
Hal tasted the joys of his leadership. But then his fine self-confidence met with a sudden check a "lick in the nose" of his pride, so to speak. There came a woman's voice from the corner, low and grim: "Yes! And get ye'self killed for all your trouble!" He looked towards Mary Burke, and saw her vivid face, flushed and frowning. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Would you have us turn and run away?"
"Get 'em on!" he commanded. So because I needs must, I obeyed; and though these rough garments fitted me but ill, I found them warm and comfortable enough. "You'll do!" he nodded. "Roll ye'self in the mud an' your own mother'll never know ye. An' now off wi' you!" "Do you mean I must go?" said I, aghast and shivering at the recollection of the dreary wilderness outside.
Occasionally the skipper split the darkness with a rocket, and we gazed round the night for an answer. The night had no answer to give. We were probably nearing the North Pole. About midnight, the silent helmsman put away his pipe, as a preliminary to answering a foolish question of mine, and said, "Sometimes it happens. It's bound to. You can see for ye'self.
"An' s'posin' I did?" "Then give it 'ere!" "An' that's his gratitood, sir!" growled Joe, shaking his head and giving the packet into the old man's clutching fingers. "A unnat'ral old bag-o'-bones, that's what 'e is, sir!" "Bones!" croaked the Old Un viciously. "Bag-o'-bones am I? Yah look at ye'self pork, that's what you are, all run to pork an' blubber an' fat, Joe, me pore lad "
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