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'I'm no feart for him if ye back me up. Him an' yer aunt'll dae onything ye like. 'Thirdly, ye ha'e never. . . . She broke off as they reached the close leading to her home. 'What ha'e I no done, Christina? 'Never heed. . . . Leave go ma finger. 'Will ye keep the ring? 'Hoo can I keep the ring when ye ha'e never. . . Again the sentence was not completed.

Hinpoha's longing soul looked out of her eyes, but she answered, "I'm afraid not. Aunt Phoebe wouldn't approve." "Did she say you couldn't?" asked Sahwah. "No," said Hinpoha, "for I never even asked her if I might go along with you in the launch. I knew it would be no use." "Oh, please stay," tempted some of the girls; "your aunt'll never know the difference."

'Preserve us! he repeated in quite another tone that of concern. 'But I'm rael glad to see ye, lad, he went on somewhat uneasily, 'an' yer aunt'll be unco pleased. Come awa' in, come awa' in! Ye've gotten a bit leave, I preshume. An' ye'll be needin' yer denner eh? But we'll sune see to that. 'Mphm! Ay! Jist so! Eh I suppose ye hadna time to write or wire but what's the odds?

I thought Miller was a gentleman, but I've discovered my mistake now. I soon sent him about his business." Philip gave a little gasp. "Mildred, won't you come out with me tonight? Let's go and dine somewhere." "Oh, I can't. My aunt'll be expecting me home." "I'll send her a wire. You can say you've been detained in the shop; she won't know any better. Oh, do come, for God's sake.

However, her loyalty to the house was greater than her own very small grudges, and as she pretended to have some difficulty with the fastening of the blind, she said in a whisper, "Y'r aunt'll like to have you make yourself look pretty," which was such a reminder of Marilla's affectionate worldliness that Nan had to laugh aloud.

Of course, she was not the first, and dear knows she might not be the last.... "I'll never love any one but you, Sheila!..." "Wheesht will you, or my aunt'll hear you!" "I don't care who hears me!..." "Well, I do then. Come on down the loanie a piece, an' you can say what you like. I love the way you talk ... you've got the quare nice English accent!"

They laughed at him and called him 'sidey. "I suppose you're afraid your aunt'll come along and cut you out of her will." On the whole he got on well enough with the girls. They thought him a little queer; but his club-foot seemed to excuse his not being like the rest, and they found in due course that he was good-natured. He never minded helping anyone, and he was polite and even tempered.

"But the aunt'll think something's happened to her." "So it has." "And she'll tell the police, and they'll look everywhere for me." "They'll never find you," said Gerald. "Talk of impenetrable disguises!" "I'm sure," said Mabel, "aunt would much rather never see me again than see me like this. She'd never get over it; it might kill her she has spasms as it is.

"You wouldn't have me risk another of those damned strokes, would you?" he asked, the mockery most evident now in his voice and look. "Lady Mildmay implores me to be careful, almost with tears. I suppose my own aunt'll be still more anxious, and my own wife too?" "Doctors aren't infallible. And they don't know you, Sandro. You're not like other men."

And while he meditated, his aunt and uncle appeared together. 'Yer aunt'll explain, said Mr. Purdie, looking most unhappy. 'I couldna dae it. 'How do you do, Macgregor? said Aunt Purdie, shaking hands with stiff kindliness. 'I am delighted to perceive you in Aberdeen. But what a deplorable catastrophe! what a dire calamity! what an ironical mishap! 'She means began Mr.