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I was thinking how we could best get rid of them." "Bully for yeou, Jack North! Tell me what to do and I'm with yeou tooth and nail." "In one respect we are fortunate," said Jack, in a tone which showed that he had been pondering carefully over the matter. "The car they are in is to the extreme rear." "You intend to take the freight through if possible?" "At any cost."
The tow hair stood up in wild dismay, and the blue eyes were perfect saucepans, as Kate gently forced the money into the big palm. "Wall, I vum, miss, I feel like I was a-robbing you, but ef yeou deu want I should take it, why I will, and send it to my old mother, who will find plenty o' use for it. Good-by, miss. Ef you should want me again, I'm at the hospital.
Hiram Bemis stood forth to the plate and waited until Dunnerwurst had pitched four balls. The bases were filled, and Hans began to growl at Kilgore. "Vere did der umpiring efer learn you?" he demanded. "Gol ding it!" shouted Ephraim Gallup from the field. "Yeou didn't git one of them balls within four feet of the pan! Yeou can't pitch! Yeou never could!
"Glad to see one of 'ee don't want his head slapped no more?" said Mary invitingly, in that direction. "Neu! Reckon I can get 'em give me," said Stalky, his back turned. "Not by me yeou little masterpiece!" "Niver asked 'ee. There's maids to Northam. Yiss an' Appledore." An unreproducible sniff, half contempt, half reminiscence, rounded the retort. "Aie! Yeou won't niver come to no good end.
Walky halted and scratched his head as he looked from one to another of the expectant group. "Why, ter tell the trewth," he jerked out, "I'm feelin' more like some o' thet thar acid phosphate Massey sells out'n his sody-fountain. Le's go up there." "Jest as yeou say, Walky. You're the doctor," said the freight agent, though somewhat crestfallen, as were the others, at this suggestion.
She went aft ju' afore we got tew Holbrook's Bar, an' then we jus' tuk it. Slap, bang we went, jus' run pitch right under thet 'ere rushin' water'n come up b'low all right." "What did the woman do? How did she act?" "Wall, sir, yeou wuden't b'lieve it. She jus' guv one loud snort, shuk herself out'n went right erlong."
Pyecroft with a jerk of his arm threw loose the forward three-pounder. The bar of the back-sight was heavily blobbed with dew; the foresight was invisible. "No they wouldn't have their picket-boats out in this weather, though they ought to." He returned the barrel to its crotch slowly. "Be yeou gwine to anchor?" said Macduff, smacking his lips, "or be yeou gwine straight on to Livermead Beach?"
The rustic removed his hat, closed an eye and scratched his head in great perplexity. "Wall, I swaw," he ejaculated, "ef yeou hadn't spoke er I'd er taken yeou fur th' devil an' swore yeou that ere durned cigar Wuth th' end o' yer tail, I wud, b'gosh. But ain't yer cold?" Valley Hotel was the name of the tavern at which Paul and his party put up for the night at Lower Waterford.
"I cartainly do wish Marm'd git well or sumpin'," he said one day in Walky Dexter's hearing. "I don't see how a man's expected to run a ho-tel without a woman to help him. It beats me!" "It'll be sumpin' that happens ter ye, I reckon," observed Walky, drily. "Sure as yeou air a fut high, Lem. In the Fall. Beware the Ides o' September, as the feller says.
"Will you be kind enough to tell me, sir, where Mr. Morris, the postmaster, can be found?" asked the agent. "Wall, I guess my name's Morris. What kin I do fur yeou?" "Mr. Morris, I should like a few minutes' private conversation on business of great importance, which can be so managed as to turn out advantageously to us both. I do not wish to be overheard or interrupted.
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