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Then you stopt and stood a while waving to and froe, as in suspense; at length you fell, with a forward thrust, quite through his heart. Lov. Ha, through his heart? the Captaines dead then? Grimes. No sir, twas through a silver heart he weares in memory of his Mrs. Lov. Ime glad of that: thou strukst me through the heart with thy newes. Grimes.
"Tulke has followed us. He's comin' up the street now." "They've niver put us out o' bounds," said Mother Yeo. "Bide yeou still, my little dearrs." She rolled into the inner room to make the score. "Mary," said Stalky, suddenly, with tragic intensity. "Do 'ee lov' me, Mary?" "Iss fai! Talled 'ee zo since yeou was zo high!" the damsel replied. "Zee 'un comin' up street, then?"
Tis well; goe; thanks; goe, Ile see you shortly; you and your Companie shall play at my ladyes wedding. I say no more, goe to; I love you and I thanke you, Grimes. I thanke you, good Mr. Lov. Whoes this? Grimes? Grimes. Even he that has thus begrimd yee, my fine drunken Steward. I can cure you, toe; come, let me be your Surgion. Lov. Thou shalt be my hangman first, Rascall. Grimes.
Now I don't talk till yoh be good girl, and says yoh lov' Ramon. I don't let yoh go, neither. Yoh don't get far way I promise yoh for true. I breeng yoh back, sweetheart, I promise I breeng yoh back I Yoh don't want to go no more w'en I'm through weeth yoh I promise yoh! Yoh theenk I let yoh go? O-oh-h, no! Ramon not let yoh get far away!"
Johnny Dear, you must be very kind to your attopted father, and you, Glory Anna, must lov your kind Jimmy Carter verry mutch for taking you hossback so offen. I has been buggy ridin' with an orficer who has killed injuns real! I am comin' back soon with grate affeckshun, so luke out and mind." But it was three years before she returned, and this was her last and only letter.
Bimeby he marree som' girl, then what for you? He don' maree yoh, eh? He don' lov' yoh; he think too good for maree Indian girl. Me, I not think like that. I, Ramon Chavez, I think proud to lov, yoh. Ramon " "I not think Wagalexa Conka marry me." The girl was turning stubborn under his importunities. "Wagalexa Conka my brother my friend. I tell you plenty time. Now I tell no more."
She faced fairly around now, and was full earnestness. "Has I had any trouble? Misto C , I's gwyne to tell you, den I leave it to you. I was bawn down 'mongst de slaves; I knows all 'bout slavery, 'case I ben one of 'em my own se'f. Well sah, my ole man dat's my husban' he was lov an' kind to me, jist as kind as you is to yo' own wife.
"Le bon Dieu never forget the one' he lov'," nodded Jean positively. "An' he hav' lov' Mam'selle Grace an' M'sieu' Tom much or we never fin' the M'sieu'." Jean made his usual sign of reverence for the Supreme Being in which his faith was firmly grounded. "Now we mak' ready to spen' another night outdoors. Jean will watch while his frien's sleep. To-morrow an' we see the camp.
"It is one of two things now: either that you never liked Stephen, and always lov liked me, or else you are trying to make a fool of me for the second time. Which is it?" To this Miss Blount declines to make any reply. "I won't leave this spot to-day until you answer me," says Roger, fell determination on his brow; "Which is it?"
Grimes. How does your worshipp? Mr. Steward, dee feele your selfe at ease? I am hartely sorry for your misfortune? Lov. Misfortune? ha, what misfortune? now heaven and't be thy will Grimes. Pray heaven they be alive. Lov. Ha, alive? in the name of drinke what have I don? where did you find me, ha? Grimes. Why, sir, comming out umh, umh Lov. Out with't, man. Grimes. Out of a bad-house, sir. Lov.
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