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Toby's hard to suit, but I think he'll be pleased with a rabbit. What did you say you called him?" "Bumper, ma'm!" "That's a queer name, but I like it." "It was because he was always bumping his nose when he was a tiny mite," the old woman explained, taking the two dollars from the lady. "His mother named him first, and then his brothers and sisters took it up, and, of course, I had to follow 'em.
"It wouldn't make a plum bit o' difference, ma'm," said Sikes deliberately, "we never reckoned it wus enything else so yer might just as well stop hollerin', fer yer goin' whar we take yer, an' ye'll stay thar till Bill Lacy says yer ter go. Hit 'em up, Matt; I'm plum' tired of talkin'." The grey dawn came at last, spectral and ghastly, gradually yielding glimpse of the surroundings.
"Then you you are a despicable coward," she cried. "You oh!" And she almost fled out of the hated creature's storeroom. Beasley looked after her. The satisfaction had gone from his eyes, leaving them wholly vindictive. "Coward, am I, ma'm!" he muttered. Then he looked at the order for furniture which was still in his hand. The sight of it made him laugh.
"But you must be hungry, Limuel?" "Hungry, the devil excuse me, ma'm. I'll eat a snack mebby between now and mornin'." "It's no use to talk to him," she said, with a sigh, and, turning to me, she added: "You and Alf must be nearly starved. We've kept the coffee warm. Guinea, go and pour it out for 'em." "Will you tell me all about the fight?" the girl asked when we entered the dining-room.
Just come in, ma'm, we're expecting of you, though your train must have been a little earlier than usual, ma'm. Mr. Warrick is out of town, and Mrs. Warrick had a pressing engagement which couldn't be denied, but she left messages for you, and I think a note. Yes'm, just this way."
That's how I come to have this," he said, and raising his left leg, hit it a resounding whack with the hickory staff of his whip. "Timber, ma'm." That night they were given shelter at a farmer's house, and were on their journey again by the rising of the sun, but shortly afterward the cart ran into a rut and one of the wheels was broken.
"You were talking in a different strain just now and I interrupted you. I am sorry. Let me lead you back." "I don't hardly know where I was, ma'm. The fact is, I'm always about half lost when I'm with you." "Mr. Reverend, don't embarrass me." "Embarrass you?
Speak, sir, speak!" and she folded her arms quite fierce, and looked like Mrs. Siddums in the Tragic Mews. "I came here, Mrs. Shum," said he, "because I loved your daughter, or I never would have condescended to live in such a beggarly hole. I have treated her in every respect like a genlmn, and she is as innocent now, ma'm, as she was when she was born.
She had a sudden delighted instinct that it would be charming to wait upon Serena to-day and sister Sarah, and take her turn at making them comfortable. As quick as thought she turned up her skirt and pinned it behind her and said, "What next, if you please, ma'm," in a funny little tone copied from that of a precise London damsel in Mrs. Duncan's employ, who always amused the family very much.
The old woman had seen their approach. She looked anything but happy, and Max really began to believe that the poor soul stood in danger of losing all she owned in the wide world, if her little cabin went out with the flood. "How do you do, ma'm?" he said, cheerily, as he and his chum came up. "We're all from the town of Carson. The bridge went out, and we were on it at the time.
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