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And he had about made up his mind that all he should ever see of Isabelle would be the shadder of her beauty in the girl by the old medder bars, standin' in the fresh grasses, by the laughin' brook, all lookin' so like the dear old farm when he won her love so long ago. That dead, mute, irresponsive picture wuz more to him than any livin', breathin' woman could ever be.
"If there's anything wrong about it, it don't begin with you, Buffum, nor it don't end with you; but it seems a little rough to a feller like me to see people shut up, an' in the dark, when there's good breathin' an' any amount o' sunshine to be had, free gratis for nothin'." "Well, they don't know the difference," said Buffum.
He was alive, breathin' his last.... He says, 'That half-breed Isbel knifed us while we slept! ... The winder shutter was open. I seen where Jean Isbel had come in an' gone out. I seen his moccasin tracks in the dirt outside an' I seen where he'd stepped in Jackson's blood an' tracked it to the winder.
"Well, if she's come home, I s'pose I may as well give up havin' any good of Sally, for that girl fairly bows down to Mara Lincoln and worships her." "Well, good reason," said the Captain. "There ain't a puttier creature breathin'. I'm a'most a mind to worship her myself." "Captain Kittridge, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, at your age, talking as you do."
I'll 'ave jist to keep you from 'ollerin' this way, see but I won't hurt you; the nose is good enough for breathin'. I'll see as some one comes to let you out before to-morrow mornin'. An' now I'll say good-bye, Mr. Waymark. You won't see Slimy in this world again, an' if I only knowed 'ow to say a prayer, why, I'd pray as you mightn't never see him in the next."
An' it was Blenham as gave me both barrels of Johnny Mills's shot-gun? It was Blenham for sure, wasn't it, Steve?" "Yes, Bill. It was Blenham." "An' an' Blenham's right across there now? It's him I can hear breathin', Steve?" "Yes, Bill." "An' an' what for did you sen' for me, Steve? What are you goin' to do to him?" Packard beckoned to Barbee.
An' when Calliope gets to the hotel the woman was about breathin' her last. An' it was Mis' Oldmoxon Martha Boughton, if you please, an' dyin' on the trip she'd made to ask Calliope to forgive her for what she done. "An' Calliope forgive her, but I don't imagine Calliope was thinkin' much about her at the time.
He looked again at Lorraine. "To-night I can't talk with my mind," Swan told her bluntly. "Not always I can do that. I could ask Lone how can a man be drunk so he falls off the wagon when no whisky smell is on his breath." "Breath? Hell! There ain't no breath to smell," Sorry exclaimed as unexpectedly as his speeches usually were. "If he's breathin' I can't tell it on him."
Trapes rising, "there ain't a breathin' man in all this whole round earth as is fit to go down on 'is knees an' kiss 'er little foot not a one! No, sir!" "No, I don't think there is!" said Mr. Ravenslee slowly. "As for that Bud M'Ginnis," cried Mrs.
'That's a first name for it, he said. 'Hanged if we don't have it painted up! 'A sign of some kind is necessary. But isn't the old man likely to suffocate with that bung in? 'Not he; there's heaps o' breathin' in the cask. That bung's just to gag him awhile. That evening after tea the two sons, with old Peetree under guard between them, joined the mates at their fire.
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