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Updated: June 10, 2025
Sure I wance wint after the doctor o' a ship, to carry his box for him when he wint on what he called botanical excursions; and the poor cratur used to be pokin' his nose for iver down at the ground, an' peerin' through his green spectacles at miserable bits o' plants, an' niver seemin' to enjoy anything; when all the time I was lookin' far fornint me, an' all around me, an' up at the sky, seem' ivery beautiful thing, and snifterin' up the sweet smells, an' in fact enjoyin' the whole univarse an my pipe to boot like an intelligent cratur."
We come in here to find uncle Robert so's he could tell mother not to kill poor Crip, an' now we can't find him, an'-an'- well, we're jest two as lonesome fellers as you ever saw, an if you knew jest how we did feel you wouldn't stand there, pokin' fun at us.
"Pokin' an' pryin' is it?" she had answered quietly as she made her way towards the door. He remembered now how difficult it had been for her to walk even on the level floor; what a task it must have been for her to climb those three long flights of stairs as she had been doing every day for these months past. "Pokin' an' pryin' is it? Maybe so, maybe so.
"And did you tell Zeb?" asked Austen. "Yes," Victoria admitted, "but I'm sorry I did, now." "What did Zeb say?" Victoria laughed in spite of herself, and gave a more or less exact though kindly imitation of Mr. Meader's manner. "He said that wimmen-folks had better stick to the needle and the duster, and not go pokin' about law business that didn't concern 'em.
He's been shot at more'n once fer takin' exception to some raw piece o' work in this Valley, fer pokin' his nose in, so to speak. Jim Last used to say he was th' only man at the Seat, which is Corvan, you know, of course." "District Attorney?" "Tom Nord. Keen as a razor an' married to Courtrey's sister. Now do you see why this is th' law?" She, too, tapped the gun.
He pressed it in that book and acted like it was something precious, so I guess his girl give it to him." Amanda remembered the pink lady-slipper. She had seen Isabel give it to Martin that spring day when the city girl's glowing face had smiled over the pink azaleas, straight into the eyes of the country boy. "Charlie," chided Mrs. Landis, "don't you be pokin' round in Martin's room.
They went and brought 'Bijah, who said he should think likely she would want to sleep a spell, she must be pretty well beat out, pokin' around all night. He'd heard her making them queer noises o' hern something like a hoarse kind o' Phoebe bird, it sounded, in the distance.
He did not want to be the target of any shots from the cabin. The cattleman swung down from the saddle. "Sure we'll 'light and come in, Shorty. No, you first. I'm right at yore heels with this gun pokin' into yore ribs. Don't make any mistake. You'd never have time to explain it." The cabin had only one room. The bunks were over at one side, the stove and table at the other.
"Bad enough to have folks that don't know no better pokin' fun at her; but I ain't a-goin' to have you do it." "Well, I was only just sayin' " "Well, don't you say it; that's all." Josh poked a gnarled thumb down into the bowl of his pipe, reflectively. "You ain't got a match about you, have you, Emmy?" he said, coaxingly. Mrs.
"'Hofficer, said he, 'I ax your pardon if I offended you, I thought you was a pokin' fun at me, for I am nothing but a poor hignorant farmer, from the country, and these townspeople are always making game of us. I'll tell you all about that are moose and how I killed him.
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