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I went up and called an' tried to open the door, but I couldn't." "Why didn't you try to break in the door?" said Dr. Ravenshaw. "Tweren't my place," was the dogged retort. "I know my place. I was just going to St. Fair for you and his brother." "How long is it since this happened since you heard the crash, I mean." "Not many minutes agone. Just before you came to the door."
"'Tweren't Gard killed him, then," said one of the diners, chewing over that thought with his last mouthful. "Nor Tom neither, then, maybe," said another. "We've bin on wrong tack, then;" and they went off round the corner at a speed their build would hardly have credited them with. One to the Sénéchal and one to the Doctor, and then to the Creux, both telling the news as they went.
You dunno nuthin' 'tall 'bout Brer Rabbit ef dat's de way you puttin' 'im down. W'at he gwine 'way fer? He moughter stayed sorter close twel de pitch rub off'n his ha'r, but tweren't menny days 'fo' he wuz lopin' up en down de neighborhood same ez ever, en I dunno ef he weren't mo' sassier dan befo'. "Seem like dat de tale 'bout how he got mixt up wid de Tar-Baby got 'roun' 'mongst de nabers.
We we just suspicioned 'twere Lem's silver, and I were wantin' to take un back to he," explained Jamie. "You heard what I said? 'Tain't Lem Horn's silver! You hear that, don't you?" "Aye, sir, I saw what you was takin' out of the bag, and 'tweren't Lem Horn's silver. 'Twere something to drink out of a bottle. I sees you drinkin' it."
Well, and they went away, and the preacher that same back end o' th' year were appointed to another circuit, as they call it, and I were left alone on Greenhow Hill. 'I tried, and I tried hard, to stick to th' chapel, but 'tweren't th' same thing at after. I hadn't 'Liza's voice to follow i' th' singin', nor her eyes a-shinin' acrost their heads.
"'Tweren't fair caount," said he, stumbling out of the pen; "an' I'm stung up all to pieces." His thick hands were puffy and mottled purply white. "Some folks will find strawberry-bottom," said Dan, addressing the newly risen moon, "ef they hev to dive fer it, seems to me." "An' others," said Uncle Salters, "eats the fat o' the land in sloth, an' mocks their own blood-kin." "Seat ye!
Doan't, for God's love, fling away like this." "I met un man to man, an' did his will with a gude thankful heart, an' comed in the dawn to faace a job as " "'Tweren't the job, an' you knaw it," broke in Mr. Lyddon. "I wanted to prove 'e an' all your fine promises; an' now I knaw their worth, an' your worth.
Depper he can look arter hisself; his time for prayin' ain't, so ter say, come yet. Yours is. I should like to hear a 'Lord help me, now and agin from yer lips, when I tarn ye in the bed. I don't think but what yu'd be the better for it, pore critter. Your time's a-gettin' short, and 'tis best ter go resigned." "I cud go resigned if 'tweren't for Depper," the dying woman made her moan.
If 'tweren't so, I should have to go on myself; for since poor, dear, pretty Jane Day died of the smallpox, and Oriana Jordan ran away with the rascally Bridewell fellow that we bought to play husbands' parts, and was never heard of more, but is supposed to have gotten clean off to Barbadoes by favor of the master of the Lady Susan, we have been short of actresses.
That were not Bob as th' wolves got. I'm knowin' our lad's somewheres alive. I were dreamin' last night o' seem' he an' I feels it I feels it an' I can't go agin my feelin'." "No, Mary, 'twere Bob," he answered. "I feels 'tweren't, but if 'twere 'tis th' Lard's will, an' 'tis our duty t' be brave an' bear up. Tis hard rare hard but bear up, Richard an' bear un like a man.
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