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There was a ripple of appreciative laughter, and under cover of it G. Reece Stoddard leaned over quickly and said close to her ear: "I'll take a box right now." She met his eyes and smiled as if he had said something surprisingly brilliant. "Do you believe in bobbed hair?" asked G. Reece in the same undertone. "I think it's unmoral," affirmed Bernice gravely.

The boats bobbed and nudged each other or strained at the twanging cord as seamen and fishers spanged from deck to deck; rose cries in loud and southward Gaelic or the lowlands of Air. The world was no longer dreaming but stark awake, all but the sea and the lapsing bays and the brown floating hills. Town Inneraora bustled to its marge.

They broke, and passed about her. The lady made a laughing remark to him, whereat he turned to look, and Mrs. Berry bobbed. She had to bob a second time, and then he remembered the worthy creature, and hailed her Penelope, shaking her hand so that he put her in countenance again. Mrs. Berry was extremely agitated. He dismissed her, promising to call upon her in the evening.

"I don't call her anything wonderful." Doctor Hugh had not come in, and Rosemary had volunteered to serve in his place. Aunt Trudy frankly disliked either carving or serving. "I think she is lovely," maintained Rosemary, "and I'm going to have my hair bobbed like hers." It was a warm night and under the glow of the electrolier Rosemary's magnificent hair curled and shone like polished bronze.

He attempted to speak, but his utterance was choked; and the tears in his eyes blurred to spectral dimness the only human being whom he held warm in his heart. "Hank, while I am able to talk I've got a great favor to ask of you. And you'll grant it, won't you?" "Yes," DeGolyer Bobbed. For a few moments the sick man lay in silence. He fumbled about and found DeGolyer's hand.

"Very well, sir," replied Edwards quietly. He brought his rifle to bear upon the deck of the enemy and sat quietly, waiting, as the little boat bobbed gently up and down with the swell of the sea. And he had not long to wait. A dark shadow appeared aboard the enemy and Edwards and Frank caught the faint glow of a cigar or cigarette as the man puffed upon it.

Shrieks filled the air and roused all within sight to running and shouting. Poor gasping, choking, deadly faced heads bobbed up a moment on the river's surface and went under struggling. "Help! Help!" shouted the running people. "God save them all! Good Lord! Good Lord!"

She came tripping to her tall sister, to ask plaintively 'Mayn't I be glad? and bobbed a curtsey. Harriet desired Andrew to leave them. Flushed and indignant she then faced the Countess. 'So unnecessary! she began. 'What can excuse your indiscretion, Louisa? The Countess smiled to hear her talking to her younger sister once more. She shrugged. 'Oh, if you will keep up the fiction, do.

Thing's well done down it goes: you know that. You can't have a word over it eh? Thing's done fit to toss on a dungheap, aha! Then there's a cackle! My belief is, you do it on purpose. Can't be such rank idiots. You do it on purpose. All done for gossip! 'Oh, sir, no! The landlady half curtsied. 'Oh, ma'am, yes! The old gentleman bobbed his head. 'No, indeed, sir! The landlady shook hers.

"No stones lying about." Picking up one, he launched it at a nuthatch that clung pecking at the moss on the bark. "Hit him, by George! Come " He ran and she raced after him for a few paces, but stopped half-way, with her hand to her side. The nuthatch was not hit after all, but had bobbed away into the green gloom. "Tell you what you can't run as you used," he said critically.