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"Ah ah!" said she, softer than before and most hatefully a-smiling, "'tis for her sake your chin goeth bare and smooth yes? She is over-nice in the matter of " "I tell you she is gone!" said I in fury. "Gone gone, is she? And you alone here, longing but for her return, through weeks and months and years waiting for her to come back to you; is not this the truth of it, yes?"
He canned all his wailing and cut out the frown, and went forth a-smiling, and won a large crown! And legions of fellows with tears in their eyes, who wear out their bellows with groaning and sighs, who think they are goners, ordained to the dump, would harvest some honors if they would just hump!
And sleeping thus, dreamed myself young again and playing with the child Damaris, thrilling to the clasp of her little, childish hands, joying in the tones of her clear, sweet child voice she that grown up I knew for none other than Joan Brandon. "Lord love me, shipmate, here's you to hang at peep o' day and a-smiling in your dreams!" "What Adam!" says I, sitting up.
She kep' on a-laughing an' a-smiling till the old man he come in and he says in his mimicking way, 'Lizzie, says 'e, 'they're a-waitin' to fit on your new walkin' costoom, he says. So I come away, she a-smiling to the last something awful to see." "Dear, dear," said Mrs. James. "But you mark my words she don't deceive me.
Looking steadily into Abraham's eyes, she kept a-smiling until he felt as if the warmth of a belated spring had beamed upon him. "The President!" Her mellow, well-modulated voice shook, and she laughed with a mingling of generous joy and tender pity. "Are we expecting the President? You dear modest man! We are welcoming you!"
That 'ere butcher, the sea, lies there a-smiling at us as if we were so many hinnocent lambs; but he'll maybe have his hand on our throats yet." "Well, Tom, it's never no use smelling mischief afore it comes; time enough when it does show its ugly mug, to grin in its face. I'm not the man to turn my back on it nor you neither, for that matter, I'll be bound."
She stooped down quick at the foot of the bed and give me a pull, and out I come; and when he turned back from the window there she stood, a-beaming and a-smiling like a house afire, and I standing pretty meek and sweaty alongside. The old gentleman stared, and says: "Why, who's that?" "Who do you reckon 't is?" "I hain't no idea. Who IS it?" "It's TOM SAWYER!"
And then, with a sheepish air that set me a-smiling, Joseph Runnles, my bedfellow, the little silent man of whom I have spoken, drew out of his pocket the parts of a flute, and putting them together, set it to his lips and accompanied Joe through the next stanza, picking up the tune with a facility that spoke well for his musical ear.
The lady fell a-smiling and answered, 'It rejoiceth me mightily to see a wise man led by the nose by a woman, even as one leadeth a ram by the horns to the shambles, albeit thou art no longer wise nor hast been since the hour when, unknowing why, thou sufferedst the malignant spirit of jealousy to enter thy breast; and the sillier and more besotted thou art, so much the less is my glory thereof.
Then he questioned him of many other things, of all which he answered after the same fashion, and the holy father offering to proceed to absolution, Master Ciappelletto said, 'Sir, I have yet sundry sins that I have not told you. The friar asked him what they were, and he answered, 'I mind me that one Saturday, after none, I caused my servant sweep out the house and had not that reverence for the Lord's holy day which it behoved me have. 'Oh, said the friar, 'that is a light matter, my son. 'Nay, rejoined Master Ciappelletto, 'call it not a light matter, for that the Lord's Day is greatly to be honoured, seeing that on such a day our Lord rose from the dead. Then said the friar, 'Well, hast thou done aught else? 'Ay, sir, answered Master Ciappelletto; 'once, unthinking what I did, I spat in the church of God. Thereupon the friar fell a-smiling, and said, 'My son, that is no thing to be recked of; we who are of the clergy, we spit there all day long. 'And you do very ill, rejoined Master Ciappelletto; 'for that there is nought which it so straitly behoveth to keep clean as the holy temple wherein is rendered sacrifice to God.
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