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They told me as to tell you, sir, that they wuz a Committee of Safety, and that's wot they wanted, sir." "Wanted what?" "S-s-afety, sir!" "And they deputized you to tell me that, eh?" "Ye-yes, sir." "And you looked for me down in the cellar?" "N-no, sir. I wanted safety, too, sir. Oh, Lordy!"
He turned his head and his eyes followed Mary's pointing finger. "Mother!" He walked amazedly up before Mrs. De Peyster's palsied figure. "Mother!" In the same instant Judge Harvey was beside her. "Caroline!" he breathed, like one seeing a ghost. "Ye-yes," she mumbled. "Then you're not dead?" "N-no," she mumbled. The Judge and Jack and Mary gazed down at her in uttermost astoundment.
"Ah!" exclaimed his companion, with a rosy enjoyment of this unstudied situation and frank appreciation, "and what was the other?" "I don't know how to tell you the other," answered Dennis. Then with an unreflective inspiration: "Did you ever read about Launcelot and Guinevere?" "Ye-yes," was the apprehensive answer.
Pyecroft unhesitatingly went on in a low, compassionate tone, "our sister, while trying to light a gasoline stove It was a gasoline stove, was it not, Matilda?" "Ah er ye-yes," corroborated Matilda. "A gasoline stove, yes," continued the grave voice of Mr. Pyecroft. "It was during the very first year after her marriage. The explosion that followed disfigured her face frightfully.
"Ah, well; there's a lot to be said on the squatter's side as well as the men's. I suppose I can get a bit of rations?" "Ye-yes." "Well, let's see; we want a bit of meat and flour I think that's all. Got enough tea and sugar to carry us on." "All right. Cook! have you got any meat?" "No!" To Mitchell: "Can you kill a sheep?" "Rather!"
"You've remembered that, have you?" "Yes, Alfred," said his wife. "And are you sorry for all your bad behavior?" demanded Mr. Hatchard. Mrs. Hatchard hesitated. Then a clatter of fire-irons downstairs moved her to speech. "Ye-yes," she sobbed. "And you want me to take you back?" queried the generous Mr. Hatchard. "Ye-ye-yes," said his wife. Mr.
Have to do my own manicuring down in this jumping-off place, and I never have time for it mornings; barely get to the old academy soon enough to escape the tardy record sometimes I don't escape. Never knew you to come this way before, even if it is a short cut. In a hurry?" "Ye-yes no, not exactly; but this was as good a way as any."
I could not imagine why Dora had been making tempting little faces at me, as if she wanted to kiss me. 'Oysters, dear, said Dora, timidly. 'Was that YOUR thought? said I, delighted. 'Ye-yes, Doady, said Dora. 'There never was a happier one! I exclaimed, laying down the carving-knife and fork. 'There is nothing Traddles likes so much!
Renton was perfectly grave, and had spoken slowly and seriously. The man was at his wits' end. "You'll do it, James, will you?" "Ye-yes, sir, certainly." "That's right. James, you're a good fellow. James, you've got a wife and children, hav'n't you?" "Yes, sir, I have; living in the country, sir. In Chelsea, over the ferry. For cheapness, sir." "For cheapness, eh? Hard times, James? How is it?"
Isn't this a dodge out of the common?" Now for the last minute or two Crawley's eyes had been fixed with a haggard expression on a distant corner of the room. He did not move them; he appeared hardly to have the power, but he answered, dropping the words down on the table anywhere. "Ye-yes! it is very inge-nious, ah!" mephisto.
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