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"Don't yer try on that yere bloomin' game agin, you Reeks, I tell yer, my joker, or else yer 'ad better git yer coffin ready afore yer comes aboard this ship. Lor'! W'y, if the `Jaunty' or `Jimmy the One' knowed it, yer'd be strung up at the yard-arm this very minnit!"
"I knowed all along the kid 'ud fetch yer, Joe. I knowed yer'd got a soft 'eart," she cried. "An' 'e's the very image of yer, wi' the sweetest temper mortal child ever 'ad." From that time Sunday became a marked day for Jonah, and he looked forward to it with impatience. It was spring.
"La, sakes!" said the girl, with a look of relief, "yer mustn't say me. I didn't never try ter keep it. I know'd yer'd find it out." "When do you say you saw him?" "I jes disremembers now what time it war. Some time dis mornin' though. It mout hev been some two free hours ago." "Who was the gentleman with him I hope he was a gentleman?"
"Then go along, and let me sleep, if I can." "Sartin, miss; but let me do somethin' for yer head," said Victoria, out of the goodness of her heart. "No, no; I only want to be let alone." "If yer'd only let me bathe it wid cologny," persisted Vic. "I don't want it bathed," fretted Elsie. "Laws, miss, it does a heap o' good! Pennyryal tea's good " "Oh, do go away!" groaned Elsie.
"Dar she was, right 'fo' my eyes. I reckon yer'd a foun' her ef de Lord had sot her down squar' in front ob yer, as he did ob me. Ye see, madam, dat ar spring I was workin' for de Risin' Sun libbery-stable: Colonel Trott an' Cap'n Gallup run it den.
"Well, stranger," he drawled as good naturedly as though our combat had partaken only of elements of friendly sport, "I want ter name it to yer that you ain't noways er cripple in er fight. I told yer yer'd haf' ter come along, an' I reckon I was about right. Ef yer ready ter ride we'll heave yer up an' hike." "What are you going to do with me?" I demanded.
I 'lowed ter this Jackson, as yer call 'im, that yer'd get a bite somewhar else, en he 'lowed yer would." "All right, Nichol; I'm glad you had a good supper." "I say, Jackson, this Ma'tine's a cur'ous chap mo cur'ous than I be, I reckon. He's been actin' cur'ous ever since he seed me in the horspital. It's all cur'ous.
And she fed them till they were plump and vicious again, when they invariably disappeared, taking everything of value they could lay hands on. When Jonah, exasperated by these petty thefts, begged her to come and live with them, she shook her head, with a humorous twinkle in her eyes. "No, yer'd 'ave ter pull me up by the roots like that old tree if yer took me out of this street.
Yer think yer got the cinch on me, don't yer, Job Malden! 'It's a long lane that has no turn, they say, and yer'll wish some day yer'd treated Dan Dean square!" and he turned with a leer and was gone. More than once after that Job felt uneasy and wretched as he thought of the possibility of Jane's linking her life with that of Daniel Dean.
The candy man laughed harshly, and looked up, with his thin jaw set, while he wiped his forehead with a red-and-blue handkerchief. "Yer'd make a dandy magazine cover," he said, grudgingly. "Beautiful or not is for them that cares. It's not my line. If yer lookin' for bouquets apply elsewhere between nine and twelve. I think we'll have rain."
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