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Updated: June 4, 2025
"I'm tired," she murmured. Her head sank drowsily into the lavender scented pillow and she slept too soundly to take note of the three o'clock train leaving the station. It was almost sunset when she was aroused by voices under her window. "That feller's gone home," said Joe. "Do tell!" exclaimed Hepsey. "Did he pay his board?" "Yep, every cent. He's a-comin' back." "When?" "D'know.
He says he had so many asked him at school that he'll never answer no more." "Where is he? Call him," said Uncle Richard. "He arn't at home, and you can't see him." "How long will he be?" "I d'know. P'raps he won't come back no more, so you needn't come poking about here." "When did he go out last?" said Uncle Richard. "Last week I think, but my mind arn't good now at figgers.
Every bit's like every other bit; and when you mark down one tree, meaning to come back to it, and do come back to it, why it's another tree just like the one you thought it was. I say, Mr Mark, sir, this place aren't 'chanted is it?" "Enchanted! no. Why?" "I d'know, only it's very queer like and puzzling. I can't make it out a bit." "Why, how do you mean?"
"Say, Howard, haven't you a piece of string in some of your pockets?" he whispered. "I d'know," answered Howard, in the same stealthy tone. "What you want?" Ned bent over to speak a few low words in his ear, and both the boys began to giggle. "What's the joke?" inquired Grant curiously; while Howard dived into one pocket after another.
Sanford in a tone which she meant to be habitual, but which had a cadence of sadness in it. Some way, he found it hard to look at her as he came out. She busied herself with placing the children at the table, in order to conceal her own emotion. "I don't believe I'll eat any meat this morning, Nellie. I ain't very well." She glanced at him quickly, keenly. "What's the matter?" "I d'know.
'Well, said Clerk Crickett, turning to the man in black, 'now you've been among us so long, and d'know us so well, won't ye tell us what ye've come here for, and what your trade is? 'I am no trade, said the thin man, smiling, 'and I came to see the wickedness of the land. 'I said thou wast one o' the devil's brood wi' thy black clothes, replied a sturdy ringer, who had not spoken before.
You've got to sit there with the boat-hook, and push her off if ever she runs into the bushes. The stream'll take her down like it does a float." "How far are we away from the town!" "I d'know." "Well, how soon will it be morning!" "How should I know? I haven't got a watch, have I? If I'd had one I should have sold it so as to have some money to share with my mate." "Have you got any money, Bob?"
"You don't know what you are talking about," cried Waller fiercely, blustering to hide the faint qualm he felt. "Spy! Hundred pounds! Halves! Here, you had better be off before you get into a row. Your woods, indeed! What next?" "I d'know, and don't want to. All I know is that they are wild, and as much mine as anybody else's. Now then, what about them halves?"
"'D'know 'bout zat, says Frenchy, only he says it in his lingo, 'but she was one vair cute li'l gal. "'Han'some as a picter, I tol' him; 'an' cutes' little tyke y'ever see." "How is Mother?" asked Helen constrainedly. "Ma's lottin' on havin' ye home; wants t' hear all 'bout the good times. School done? All packed and ready for a start, ain't ye? But ye don't seem to be feeling any too good.
Some say she's crazy love-cracked, I guess she is." Mrs. Libby paused to kill a fly that ventured too near her saucer on the table at her side, with a quick blow of the fleshy hand. I used to turn away when Mrs. Libby killed flies. "Oh! I d'know! She's just queer.
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