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I've watched 'em close, and it's my private opinion that before many days you'll see your club-house sailing back here, with Queen Elizabeth at the hellum, and the other ladies on the for'ard deck knittin' and crochetin', and tearin' each other to pieces in a conversational way, as happy as if there never had been any Captain Kidd and his pirate crew."
You'll get yours in a second. Oh! Oh! A peach! Did you see it? Hurray for the old lady! Look at her tearin' into 'em! Watch out, old girl!... Ah-h-h." His voice died away regretfully, as the one with the stocking, whose hair had been clutched from behind by another Amazon, was whirled about in a dizzy semicircle. Vainly Mary clung to his arm, shaking him back and forth and remonstrating.
With chat like that bein' batted back and forth, I expect I wa'n't takin' much notice of Dudley Byron, who's sittin' quiet between me and Aunty; but all of a sudden he leans over and whispers eager: "Isn't she perfectly splendid, though?" "Eh?" says I, tearin' myself away from what's still goin' on at the other end of the table. "Oh! Miss Adams? Sure, she's a star."
I thinks, 'tis an evil sperrit, sae I set awa like a hare game leg an' aal tearin' towards the park wall like a whippit, followed by the evil sperrit that made no sound wiv his pads, but was growlin' terrible aal the time. 'Then it wasn't a real dog? I interrupted here. 'Wasn't a real durg? replied Geordie indignantly, his eyebrows puckering and his jowl coming forward aggressively.
"Tearin' their caps! arrah, who is, Jerry?" "Why, the girls." "The girls! Och! man, sure that's an ould story; but I declare it to you, Jerry, it isn't my fault; it's a nateral gift wid me, for I take no pains to make them fond o' me; that I may never do harm if I do." "An' how does it, happen that they are?
"Thin I knew that man for the Dublin dockrat he was wan av the bhoys that made the lessee av Silver's Theatre grey before his time wid tearin' out the bowils av the benches an' t'rowin' thim into the pit. So I passed the wurrud that I knew when I was in the Tyrone an' we lay in Dublin. 'I don't know who 'twas, I whispers, 'an' I don't care, but anyways I'll knock the face av you, Tim Kelly.
The dog dropped behind, but the man's quick eye caught him: "Where'd that dog come from, Chad?" Jack put his belly to the earth and crawled slowly forward penitent, but determined. "He broke loose, I reckon. He come tearin' up behind me 'bout an hour ago, like a house afire. Let him go." Caleb Hazel frowned. "I told you, Chad, that we'd have no place to keep him."
Caught stealin' pears he expected to be thrashed for that and he KNEW Melindy Rogers would whip him, for tearin' his Sunday suit. Poor little thing! Least I could do was to make his clothes whole. I always pity a child with a stepmother, special when she's Melindy's kind." "What's become of them Rogerses? Still livin' in the Perry house, are they?" "No.
Havin' revictualled there, we'll bear away for Japan, Haustralia, Cape o' Good Hope, and the West Indies, and come tearin' across the Atlantic with the Gulf-stream to England! Will that suit ye?" It may seem strange, and the reader will hardly believe me when I say, that, transparently absurd though this statement was, nevertheless I believed every word of it and so did Jack.
They just managed to hold the water level, while up on deck Bull is tearin' his hair an' cursin' somethin' frightful. "Well, Mac, we kept that thing up for two days an' two nights, while the gale lasted, an' when we finally gets under the lee of an island, all hands are for throwin' up the sponge an' goin' back home. Somehow or other, the expedition don't look so enticin' as it did at first.
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