"Land, no, mother; there ain't no home'path 'bout Miss Parks—she drives all over the country.
They got to talkin' 'bout school, for mother has summer-boarded a lot o' the schoolmarms, an' likes 'em.
" "Well, I guess we won't quarrel 'bout money, you and me," said the old man; "and we've never had our ride together, anyway, though we allers meant to go down river, not up.
" "'Bout ten, or somewhere along there, an' small for her age; but land!
I live 'bout half a mile beyond the brick house myself.
Shoo wer niver soa handsome, but what a body mud look at her 'bout winking.
Linton had no time to empower me to do so, for Joseph mounted close at my heels, and, pushing into the apartment, planted himself at the far side of the table, with his two fists clapped on the head of his stick, and began in an elevated tone, as if anticipating opposition— "Hathecliff has sent me for his lad, and I munn't goa back 'bout him.
A few trifles in the way of custard, fruit, and wafer biscuits were not worth mentioning; but every dish was soon emptied, and Jack said, as he surveyed the scene of devastation with great satisfaction,— "Call again to-morrow, gentlemen, and we will have another bout.
There was one o' them papers we saw had a letter in it that said somethin' 'bout her boy, an' it said he had a scar on his chin.
He was having an extra bout of work finishing another of those dreadful books, and had been away practically continually the last few weeks, and was away when she left.
"'Bout time to go now," said Tony.
"I couldn't have—talked this way—to you, Billy, even if I'd heard people—lyin' 'bout you.
I'll stick to the widder till I rot, Tom; and if I git to be a reg'lar ripper of a robber, and everybody talking 'bout it, I reckon she'll be proud she snaked me in out of the wet.
Nobody told me it was you; but I just knowed it must 'a' ben you, soon as I heard 'bout that whiskey business; and I knowed you hadn't got the money becuz you'd 'a' got at me some way or other and told me even if you was mum to everybody else.
I couldn't sleep, and so I come along upstreet 'bout midnight, a-turning it all over, and when I got to that old shackly brick store by the Temperance Tavern, I backed up agin the wall to have another think.
I been thinking 'bout that.
Now you better think 'bout this awhile.
" "'Bout what?
I'd like to see her get around this with her rubbage 'bout superstition.
Don't you remember, Huck, 'bout me saying that?
