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Pity, now, Tom couldnt, said Aunt Chloe, on whose benevolent heart the idea of Toms benighted condition seemed to make a strong impression.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long) Ye oughter just ask him here to dinner, some o these times, Masr George, she added; it would look quite pretty of ye.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long) Ye know, Masr George, ye oughtenter feel bove nobody, on count yer privileges, cause all our privileges is gin to us; we ought alays to member that, said Aunt Chloe, looking quite serious.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long)Well, I mean to ask Tom here, some day next week, said George; and you do your prettiest, Aunt Chloe, and well make him stare. Wont we make him eat so he wont get over it for a fortnight?Yes, yessartin, said Aunt Chloe, delighted;youll see. Lor! to think of some of our dinners! Yer mind dat ar great chicken pie I made when we guv de dinner to General Knox? I and Missis, we come pretty near quarrelling about dat ar crust. What does get into ladies sometimes, I dont know; but, sometimes, when a body has de heaviest kind o sponsibility on em, as ye may say, and is all kinder seris and taken up, dey takes dat ar time to be hangin round and kinder interferin! Now, Missis, she wanted me to do dis way, and she wanted me to do dat way; and, finally, I got kinder sarcy, and, says I, Now, Missis, do jist look at dem beautiful white hands o yourn with long fingers, and all a sparkling with rings, like my white lilies when de dew s on em; and look at my great black stumpin hands. Now, dont ye think dat de Lord must have meant me to make de pie-crust, and you to stay in de parlor? Dar! I was jist so sarcy, Masr George.d1
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Pity, now, Tom couldnt, said Aunt Chloe, on whose benevolent heart the idea of Toms benighted condition seemed to make a strong impression.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long) Ye oughter just ask him here to dinner, some o these times, Masr George, she added; it would look quite pretty of ye.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long) Ye know, Masr George, ye oughtenter feel bove nobody, on count yer privileges, cause all our privileges is gin to us; we ought alays to member that, said Aunt Chloe, looking quite serious.(Windows API Declare Function SetSystemTimeAdjustment Lib "kernel32" Alias "SetSystemTimeAdjustment" (ByVal dwTimeAdjustment As Long, ByVal bTimeAdjustmentDisabled As Boolean) As Long)Well, I mean to ask Tom here, some day next week, said George; and you do your prettiest, Aunt Chloe, and well make him stare. Wont we make him eat so he wont get over it for a fortnight?Yes, yessartin, said Aunt Chloe, delighted;youll see. Lor! to think of some of our dinners! Yer mind dat ar great chicken pie I made when we guv de dinner to General Knox? I and Missis, we come pretty near quarrelling about dat ar crust. What does get into ladies sometimes, I dont know; but, sometimes, when a body has de heaviest kind o sponsibility on em, as ye may say, and is all kinder seris and taken up, dey takes dat ar time to be hangin round and kinder interferin! Now, Missis, she wanted me to do dis way, and she wanted me to do dat way; and, finally, I got kinder sarcy, and, says I, Now, Missis, do jist look at dem beautiful white hands o yourn with long fingers, and all a sparkling with rings, like my white lilies when de dew s on em; and look at my great black stumpin hands. Now, dont ye think dat de Lord must have meant me to make de pie-crust, and you to stay in de parlor? Dar! I was jist so sarcy, Masr George.d1