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"Struck your head, did you? fallin' against the cupboard, when they was huntin' for your money: which they can't deny. Did you want Mr Pamphlett to find your money?" "Him?" said Nicky-Nan bitterly. "Him? as I wouldn' trust not ha'f so far as a man could fling him by his eyebrows!"
"I ain't a word to say against the stuff I've heard tell of Labrador. But you're froze up more'n ha'f the year. That's your trouble." "Yes." Bull nodded over the latter portion of his third cigar which Mr. Cantor had not permitted him to escape. "Sure," the man laughed. "Oh, the stuff's there. I know that. But Labrador needs a mighty big nerve to exploit.
"See here, Captain Warren," he demanded, "what do you imagine I asked you to come here for?" "Why, to talk about that miserable engagement, sartin. Poor girl! I've been awake ha'f the night thinkin' of the mess she's been led into. And she believes she's happy, I suppose." Sylvester shook his head. "I see," he said, slowly. "You would think it that, naturally. No, Captain, it isn't the engagement.
I got a thousand dollars right here," he pulled out a packet of bills from his hip pocket, and held them up for the other's inspection "an' them dollars says ther's gold on your claim. An' I'm yearnin' to touch ha'f that gold. But I'm takin' no chances. I want it all wrote down reg'lar so folks can't say I sneaked around you, an' got it for nix.
"'It's the Barkwurst gang, says one. "'It's old Bark himself, says another. 'Look at them lace curtains. And he points to Jonadab's whiskers. "'This one's Jacobs in disguise, sings out somebody else. 'You can tell him by the Rube get-up. Haw! haw! "'Soak 'em! Do 'em up! Don't let 'em out! hollers a ha'f dozen more. "Jonadab was game; I'll say that for him.
He drove the crew ha'f of 'em was prayin' to the Virgin and t'other ha'f swearin' a blue streak to the pumps, and set me over 'em with a revolver to keep 'em workin'. Then him and the fust mate and one or two of the best hands rousted out a spare sail, weighted one edge of it to keep it down, and got it over the side, made fast, of course.
"Here's where I take a schooner an' a free lunch sometimes," he remarked confidentially. The tall young lady's brown eyes danced as she glanced down at the small person of the Major. "And how old are you, Major?" she inquired. "Ha'f pas' seven, the Cap'n an' Old G. A. R., they say." "The Captain? Old G. A. R.?" "Uh, huh! The Cap'n's a good 'un, he is.
But all of a sudden she sort of trem'led an' turned ha'f way roun' like she couldn't make up her min' what to do, an' los' her balance, an' caught holt of a rope an' let go an' fell." Miss Nellie covered her face with her hands. Miss Eva turned away to the window. "She was dead w'en I got to her," said Bert. "Be careful!" said Miss Eva sharply. "The child is coming in."
En bein' ez he fotch her de ham, she fix' it so he kin eat all de scuppernon' he want. "So Henry 'n'int his head wid de sap out'n de big grapevime des ha'f way 'twix' de quarters en de big house, en de goopher nebber wuk agin him dat summer. But de beatenes' thing you eber see happen ter Henry.
But the morrow came, and she went out to the field, her story untold, a marked woman. Yet she was not comfortless. The something that Alston had told her the previous day was making her heart sing. This is what he told her: "While yer wus stealin' from me, Lizay, I wus he'pin' yer. I put a ha'f er sack in yer baskit ter-day, an' a ha'f er sack yistiddy kase I liked yer, Lizay."
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