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I'd have interfered about the horses the old man can understand some German if I'd I a' thought it would do any good. But Bohemians has a natural distrust of Austrians. Grandmother looked interested. 'Now, why is that, Otto? Fuchs wrinkled his brow and nose. 'Well, ma'm, it's politics. It would take me a long while to explain.
I do be seein' the ladies that's not glad at all for the dear childher that's sint 'em, and sure it's sthrange, Ma'm! Indade, it was with the joy I did be cryin' over ivery wan o' me babies; and I could aisy laugh at the pain, Ma'm! And sure now it's cryin' I am betimes because I'll have no more!" The dear, beautiful, dirty old woman!
"That poor little thing's gone. Milsom's Jimmy jus' come up to tell me. You haven't got such a thing as a bit o' crape about you, have you, miss? I'm sorry to trouble you, but I haven't a scrap left." "I am afraid I haven't," replied Isabella. "Does Mrs. Milsom want crape?" "Why no, ma'm.
Yes, you are quite right, ma'm." But he was getting unmistakably uncomfortable, now, notwithstanding Laura's confiding sociability and almost affectionate tone. "Yes, indeed.
Miss Shellington was deeply surprised when the deputy met her with an open letter in his hand, and said: "The court has called me away, Ma'm. I guess your troubles are all over." For a moment Ann did not comprehend the meaning of his words. Then she laid a trembling hand on his arm and faltered: "Possibly they'll send someone else; but I'd much rather you'd stay. We are we are used to you."
It's allus good to hev a gun round. You never ken tell in these yer hills when you git lost proper." "Oh, you're a perfect fool. Go on with your driving." Mercy sat back in her seat fuming, while the teamster sighed, gently smiling down at his horses. "Mebbe you're right, ma'm," he said amiably. "These dogone hills makes fools o' most fellers, when they git lost proper as I'd sure say we are now."
"I beg yo' pardon, ma'm, but haven't you got a picture of yo'se'f you would give me?" "A picture of me? What do you want with it, Mr. Reverend?" "My cabin is under the hill, and in the winter time it is dark there and I would like to have have a never-failing lamp to lighten it." "Oh," and her hands were pressed to her bosom, "You can't mean that." "Ma'm, I don't joke about sacred things." "Mr.
Hortense, however, slept soundly and was late for breakfast. When she entered the dining room, Grandmother was saying, "Jeremiah's disappeared again. I wonder what can have got into him of late." Mary, bringing toast, entered with a troubled face. "Jeremiah's somewhere in the parlor, ma'm," she said. "I heard him crying under the sofa, but though I looked I couldn't see him.
I shall never forgive myself if I let you go like this." The man's voice was hoarse and shaking, now, as he answered: "For God's sake, madam, don't touch me! Let me go! You must! I I am not myself! You might not be safe with me! Ask her she knows!" He turned to Judy. "He's done said hit, ma'm," said Judy, in answer to Auntie Sue's questioning look.
"Sometimes, ma'm" said Jasper speaking to Mrs. Mayfield, "the laziest man ain't got no time to stay no longer." "Well, I wouldn't make light of it," remarked Margaret. "No lighter than I can help. I reckon we'd better eat a snack an' then Jim, you may preach to them bees."
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