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Ye kain't hide hit an' ye kain't find hit an' ye kain't dig hit up an' ye kain't keep hit down. Miss Molly, gal, I like ye, but how I do wish't ye was a man, so's you an' me could celerbrate this here fitten!" "Listen!" said the girl. "Our bugle! That's Assembly!" "Yes, they'll all be there. Come when ye kin. Hell's a-poppin' now!"
They huddled bare-footed closer to the stove, until Annie rose and tiptoed across to get a pair each of cheap straw slippers which rested below the bed. "Here's yours, Sis," said she. "You just sit still and get warm as you can before we turn in it's an awful night, and the fire's beginning to peter out already. I wish't Mr. McAdoo, or whoever it is, 'd see about this coal business.
"Right blue, ma'am, with leetle white clouds, not very big. I wish't you could see our sky." "And trees?" "Dark green, ma'am pine trees always is." She heard the rumble of the wheels on planks, caught the sound of rushing waters. "This is the bridge over the West Fork, ma'am," said her companion. "It's right pretty here the water runs over the rocks like."
"Come on, boy," Aunt Abby regarded him kindly; "I'd be glad of your company." At the street door, the old lady asked for a taxicab, and the strangely assorted pair were soon on their way. "You're a bright lad, Fibsy," she said; "by the way, what's your real name I forget." "Terence, ma'am; Terence McGuire. I wish't I was old enough to be called McGuire! I'd like that."
Wake up; hit'l be day purty soon an' we can go and git some greens; an' I'll take the gig an' kill some fish fer you; the's a big channel cat in the hole jes' above the riffles; I seed 'im ter day when I crost in the john boat. Say Maw, I done set a dead fall yester'd', d' reckon I'll ketch anythin'? Wish't it 'ud be a coon, don't you? Maw! O Maw, the meal's most gone.
"They beller a plenty while it's going on, and kick up their heels when it's all over. I wish't my dad had licked me like that when I was a kid. You can gamble, when I was thrashed, I knowed it!" Duke grew up to be a very good cowpuncher, however.
There ain't supposed to be anything doing in these blessed islands that ain't aboveboard, but 'tisn't as though the place was run by Americans." "And I am to watch Ching Po? Where does he come in?" "I wish't I knew. He makes money out of it somehow. Dope, I suppose. Old man Dubois ain't his only customer, by a long shot." "Ching Po isn't likely to go near French Eva, is he?
You say you're going to build a house up there, and help me get a start. That's fine. Because hers is the other one, my old house. I wish't I could get some sheets and pillow cases down here while I'm right here now I'd like to fix her up in there better'n what she is. I'd even like to have a tablecloth, like. But you understand, that's for her, not me. That's her house, and not mine.
His presence should have been a sign of approaching trouble, but Old Lady Lamson did not hear him. Her mind was reading the lettered scroll of a vanished year. Perhaps the touch of the warm water on her hands recalled her to the present. "Seems good to feel the suds," she said, happily, holding up one withered hand, and letting the foam drip from her fingers, "I wish't I could dry outdoor!
He's taking care of all the laborers down there they're always getting into accidents; dynamite, you know. He's got to be a good doctor. I'll take you down." "Wid," said Sim, "I wish't you would. I don't believe I'll go back home first. She'll be all right there alone, won't she?" Wid still smiled at him understandingly. "Jealousest man I ever did see! Well, have it your own way.
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