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"We'll tell the kid as how her daddy had to be took away in the night because he was so sick, an' couldn't speak to nobody, an' we was goin' to take keer o' her till he gits back! An' that's the truth," he added, with a sudden passion of tenderness and pity in his tone. At this hint of emotion McWha laughed sarcastically.
"Because, sense he didn't kill the gal, why shu'd he keer 'bout gittin' someone else in the limbo. Partner, you ain't sharp." "I may not be. Of course Andrew didn't kill the girl, but he knows who did, and " "Does he? Then somebody's peached." "Not necessary. Andy Barkswell's not a fool, Mr. Jounce." "No?" The look on the tramp's face was comical in the extreme.
The young hunter replied with some natural irritation: "He hed better not let me hear him, ef he wants to keep whole bones inside his skin. He better not tell me, nuther." "He don't keer enough 'bout ye, Jacob, ter tell ye. He don't think nothin' of ye." Love is popularly supposed to dull the mental faculties. It developed in Jacob Brice sudden strategic abilities.
"I am goin'," she answered, "some o' these days." "Where?" asked Rebecca, a little coldly, recognizing as she did a repellant element in the girl. The reply was succinct enough: "I don't know whar, 'n' I don't keer whar but I'm goin'." She turned her eyes toward the great wall of forest-covered mountain, lifting its height before the open door, and the blood showed its deep glow upon her cheek.
An' da come to me for advice as if I was deir brover. I tole em Massa Malachi took keer of 'em, 'caze day was orphans, an' de sin would res' on de uncle dat make 'em go agin deir will, and not on dem. Two years after one of 'em got married an' moved thirty miles away, an' she got leave of massa to let me go an' stay a week or two at a time.
"There'll always be a barbed wire fence," said Ajax. "Boys, when that ther' pond o' the Baron's tuk to smellin' like dead cats, he come to me and asks me to find someone to take keer o' the bungalow. I undertook the job myself. I was to water them foreign plants o' his, do odd chores, and sleep in the house nights. He offered good pay, and I got a few dollars on account.
Co'se they turned Rosie right out in the road I hain't got a word to say agin Dave's wife fer that; an' atter a while the boys lets Dave come back, to take keer o' his ole mammy, of co'se, but I tell ye Dave's a-playin' a purty lonesome tune. He keeps purty shy YIT. He don't nuver sa'nter down this way. 'Pears like he don't seem to think hit's healthy fer him down hyeh, an' I reckon Dave's right.
"'Yes, ses you, 'I have, like a gennelman excuse my imitation, sir and I don't keer a damn for the whelp! That's wot you orter say. 'He's only a bloomin' mongrel." "Very good; what am I to say next, Mr. Linton?" "'Don't yer? says the tother feller; 'then what the h are yer looken arter him for? "'Well, you ses, Mr. Orkins, 'you can go to h . I don't keer for the dawg; he ain't my fancy."
Howsomeber, she wuz so mad wid Jeff dat she 'suaded herse'f she didn' keer; en so she hilt her head up en went roun' lookin' lak she wuz rale glad 'bout it. But one day she wuz walkin' down de road, w'en who sh'd come 'long but dis yer Hannibal. "W'en Hannibal seed 'er he bus' out laffin' fittin' fer ter kill: 'Yah, yah, yah! ho, ho, ho! ha, ha, ha!
"Keerful?" cried old Tummus contemptuously: "he did it o' purpose. I know: out o' spite." "Tummus, you're driving us in a coach and four into the workhouse," cried his wife passionately. "Good job too. I don't keer. I say Dan Barnett did it out o' spite, and I'll go straight to the missus and tell her." "No," said John Grange sternly. "Not a word. What you say is impossible.
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