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"Yes, but I'm entitled to know what's being done. I'm paying for it." "H-hain't paid for it yet hev you?" "No, I most assuredly haven't." "B-better wait till you do." There was very little satisfaction in this, and Mr. Worthington had at length been compelled to depart, fuming, to the house of his friend the enemy, Mr. Duncan, there to attempt for the twentieth time to persuade Mr.
That red haid o' yours. Hear me?" Bob's head came up as though a spring had been released. "B-better. K-keep it up where it belongs. Now, then, w-what are you aimin' for to do?" Bob shook his head. "Get outa this country, like Hollister said. Find a hole somewheres an' pull it in after me." "No, sir. Not none.
Worthington, this bank president who had given him sage advice, this preacher of political purity, had been reduced to a frenzied supplicant. He stood bending over Jethro. "What's your price? Name it, for God's sake." "B-better wait till you get the bill hadn't you? b-better wait till you get the bill." "Will you put the franchise through?" "Goin' down to the capital soon?" Jethro inquired.
Perhaps perhaps his heart was broken. And could a man with a broken heart still fight on? She took his hand and pressed it against her face, and he felt that it was wet with her tears. "B-better go to bed now, Cynthy," he said; "m-must be worn out m-must be worn out." He stooped and kissed her on the forehead. It was thus that Jethro Bass accepted his sentence.
"Yes, but I'm entitled to know what's being done. I'm paying for it." "H-hain't paid for it yet hev you?" "No, I most assuredly haven't." "B-better wait till you do." There was very little satisfaction in this, and Mr. Worthington had at length been compelled to depart, fuming, to the house of his friend the enemy, Mr. Duncan, there to attempt for the twentieth time to persuade Mr.
At any rate, he accepted her decision with a meekness which would have astonished many people who knew only that side of him which he showed to the world. Gently she released her hand, and folded up the bundle again and gave it to him. "B-better keep it hadn't you?" "No, you keep it. And I will wear it for you when I am rich, Uncle Jethro."
Worthington, this bank president who had given him sage advice, this preacher of political purity, had been reduced to a frenzied supplicant. He stood bending over Jethro. "What's your price? Name it, for God's sake." "B-better wait till you get the bill hadn't you? b-better wait till you get the bill." "Will you put the franchise through?" "Goin' down to the capital soon?" Jethro inquired.
We heard a bang, and he came out with a partridge, which we roasted and divided among us. It only served to sharpen our hunger. "There must be more of these p-partridges in there. I'm g-going to try again. I feel b-better." "I will go too," said Edmund. They walked into the woods, and in half an hour I heard a couple of shots, and they came out with two birds.
At any rate, he accepted her decision with a meekness which would have astonished many people who knew only that side of him which he showed to the world. Gently she released her hand, and folded up the bundle again and gave it to him. "B-better keep it hadn't you?" "No, you keep it. And I will wear it for you when I am rich, Uncle Jethro."
"Your Eminence, Your Eminence, t-t-truth is the c-chief of the Christian virtues! D-d-do you th-th-think I d-d-don't know how hard the Governor has been trying to g-get your consent to a court-martial? You had b-better by half g-give it, Your Eminence; it's only w-what all your b-brother prelates would do in your place.
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