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As near as I can figure it Lizzie takes a shine to him which he don't reciprocate none. There is some words between them and Liz sets up a holler to Snake about this hombre insultin' of her." "Insultin' Lizzie Lewis?" said Ike, mildly surprised. "I'd sure admire to hear how he done it." "Well, Liz is a female, nohow, and in any case Snake allows it's his play to horn in.

"What a hell of a mess Liz does keep going," he muttered. "Patience would break her heart, if she knew. Oh! Patience, Patience! Lydia came back with the empty cup. "Now for the steak," she exclaimed. "Gosh, what a fire " She attacked the greasy stove with enthusiasm and in a short time a savory smell of steak filled the house.

Maybe he's a foreign count, or something, Liz, and he'll take you back to live in some castle or other." But the girl queried, in spite of this badinage: "Do you know his name?" "His name," said Nash, thinking that it could do no harm to betray as much as this, "is Anthony Bard, I think." "And you don't know him?"

"Two years," repeated Liz, softening a little to sentiment under the magic of the distiller's art. "I always used to play out on the street of evenin's 'cause there was nothin' doin' for me at home. For a long time I just sat on doorsteps and looked at the lights and the people goin' by. And then the Kid came along one evenin' and sized me up, and I was mashed on the spot for fair.

An' I hopes, ol girl, says he, 'that you'll be able t' boil the water 'ithout burnin' it. "'Ay, Liz. I been makin' a awful fist o' b'ilin' the water o' late. "She gave him one look an' put her clean pinny to her eyes. "'What you cryin' about? says the cook. "'I don't know, says she; 'but I 'low 'tith becauthe now I knowth you ith a fool! "'She's right, Tumm, says the cook.

"I care for nothing if I could only get my revenge on him, and if I could only get as much out of the Melville girls as would allow me to snap my fingers at Phillips. I would rather relish publishing my connection with him. I would like to bring down Betsy a peg." "There's where you always make a mull of it, Liz. Your infernal temper always gets the better of you.

Liz sat up, her whole demeanour defiant, her face wearing its most ungracious look. She had not the remotest idea who was meant by 'her, and it is certain that had there been any other means of exit than the door in the building, she would have taken herself off there and then.

Teen waited breathlessly, in the hope that Liz would still confide in her, but having thus delivered herself, she again relapsed into silence. 'What way are ye bidin' at Maryhill? she asked after a bit, and the same note of suspicion which had been in Walter's questions sounded through her voice. It made the colour rise in the sharply-outlined cheek of Liz, and she replied angrily,

"'I will, says the skipper. 'Stand up here, says he. 'All hands stand up! says he. "'Now, Liz, says he, 'can you cook? "'Fair t' middlin', says she. 'I won't lie. "''Twill do, says he. 'An' does you want t' get married t' this here dam' fool? "'An it pleathe you, says she. "'Shoos, says the skipper, 'will you let this woman do the cookin'?

By God! says he, 'I'll kill you if you does! "'Is you sure, says the skipper, 'that you wants t' marry this here woman? "'I will. "'What about mother's ring? says the cook. 'She might's well have that, says he, 'if she's careful about the wear an' tear. For joolery, says he t' Liz, 'don't stand it. "'It can't do no harm, says the skipper.

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