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The water was calm, and we cut across "the moon way," that funnelled off to the shores of Canada. "It is one ver' gran' night," I said in my dialect of the rude Canuck; for I did not wish him, or any one, to know me. War is war, but, surely, such adventures are not the thing for a woman. "Yis, mahm," he answered, pushing hard with the paddle. "Yer a friend o' the cap'n, ain't ye Ray Bell?"
"Ah, yes; then why didn't you say so? I have been shouting myself hoarse for you." "Yis, Squire," replied the imperturbable George, "I hev been a-standing here for the last ten minutes, and I heard you." "You heard me, then why the dickens didn't you answer?" "Because I didn't think as you wanted me, sir. I saw that you hadn't finished your letter." "Well, then, you ought to.
"Faith, yis; the very same little darlint of a colleen. Dick, ye spalpeen, jist lit me shake y'r fist agin, lad. I'm the happiest man in the wurrld!" "Whee-e-e-e-eew," I whistled through my teeth. "This is indeed a surprise!"
"Can't a chap call on his feyther 'ithout the Midland counties turnin' out to look at him?" Snac asked, smilingly. "Yis," returned the ancient, who was conveniently deaf on a sudden. "Theer's been no such fine ripenin' weather for the wheat sence I wur a lad." Snac gave the riding-whip he carried a burlesque threatening flourish, and the old boy grinned humorously.
'Why, yis; I could do that much, I think. His tone and manner intimated vaguely how much more he could have done, and his disappointment at the facility of his task. 'But, he added prudently, 'it's a job as ain't s' easy as you might fancy. Mrs. Busker laid a sovereign on the table. 'Wilt do it for that? she asked. The wizard stole a look at her. She was obviously very much in earnest.
"Here you went last week and led me to think that there was the making of a great singer in you, and now you are singing do you know how badly you are singing?" "Yis," said Freckles meekly. "I'm thinking I'm too happy to be singing well today. The music don't come right only when I'm lonesome and sad. The world's for being all sunshine at prisint, for among you and Mr.
"Yer tongue in yer cheek, me spot o' vinegar. Give meself! What's that for? A purty weddin' gift, says I? Handy thing to have in the house! Use me for a clothes-horse, or shtand me in the garden for a fairy bower- aw yis, wid a hole in me face that'd ate thim out o' house and home!" Pierre drew a piece of brown paper towards him, and wrote on it with a burnt match. Presently he held it up.
"Le' me see," continued Grandpa; "I had eight brothers, teacher, yis, yis, there was nine boys in all," nodding his head emphatically, and proceeding to count on his fingers. Grandma Keeler laid her knife and fork aside, as though she felt that the occasion was an important one, and that she had a grave duty to perform in regard to it.
Hartopp, said Sir Christopher, taking out his gold snuff-box and tapping the lid, 'what have you to say to me? Markham has delivered you a notice to quit, I suppose? 'O yis, your honour, an' that's the reason why I've come. I hope your honour 'll think better on it, an' not turn me an' my poor children out o' the farm, where my husband al'ys paid his rent as reglar as the day come. 'Nonsense!
But it'll not be anythin'. Sure to glory, many's the fine man I've shtripped, an' him none the worse for it. So go ahead, fool, an' the sooner ye begin, the sooner it'll be over." "I I don't see I I don't know " stammered Russell. "Arrah, sure to glory, it's as aisy as wink. Begin where ye are." "What, here?" cried Russell, aghast. "Yis." "Undress here?" "Av coorse."
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