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"I'M not goody," said Phyllis, "but I think Bobbie's right this time." "Of course. She always is. In her own opinion," said Peter. "Oh, DON'T!" cried Roberta, putting down her egg-spoon; "don't let's be horrid to each other. I'm sure some dire calamity is happening. Don't let's make it worse!" "Who began, I should like to know?" said Peter. Roberta made an effort, and answered:
For instance, in the December book it said, "December people are apt to keep their own secrets. They are extensive travellers." Well, Mary had certainly kept her secret, and she had travelled quite extensively enough for Bobbie's needs. Then, October people were "born with original ideas" and "loved moving." You couldn't have summed up Mary's little jaunt more neatly.
"You only lost us a point and a half, Bobbie. Maybe you'll get that back in the first aid contest." Bobbie's mouth tightened. "It won't be because I'm not trying," he said; and Don went home telling himself that he knew one scout the Wolf patrol could count on through thick and thin. Next morning he tried to build bird-houses, but for once he could find no pleasure in the work.
"If you imagine, Miss Ettie," said Sir James, severely, to a young lady beside him, "that I place the smallest faith in any of Bobbie's remarks or protestations " The girl addressed smiled into his face, undaunted. She was a small elfish creature with a thin face, on the slenderest of necks.
"No, of course I didn't know," she replied, and then went on rapidly: "I was so young when I married your uncle, I didn't know anything. When I lost my baby, I knew no way to search for him." "Won't you sit down?" Jinnie had forgotten that they were both standing. "Sit in that little rocker; it's Bobbie's," she finished. Molly looked at the little chair and turned away.
After you have all this prepared, Mary, you must start the mechanism going, and then get the reproduction of the conversation as it comes on the dictagraph." "All right, father but how shall we get it there without Mr. Trubus knowing about it? He is very watchful of that room." Barton patted Bobbie's broad shoulder, with a confident smile. "I think Officer 4434 can devise a way for that.
And this is his man come to break the news to Mother." "Nonsense!" said Peter, briskly; "Mother wouldn't have taken the man up into Jim's bedroom. Why should she? Listen the door's opening. Now they'll come down. I'll open the door a crack." He did. "It's not listening," he replied indignantly to Bobbie's scandalised remarks; "nobody in their senses would talk secrets on the stairs.
"Do you think, kid," she stormed at Jinnie, "you're so good yourself we're wantin' to take another one worser off'n you are? Don't believe it! He can't stay here!" Jinnie held her ground bravely. "Oh, I'll start right out and sell wood all day long, if you'll let him stay, Peg." A tousled lock of yellow hair hung over Bobbie's eyes. "Oh, Peggy, dear, Mrs.
"Who told you about the cup?" Andy Ford demanded. "Mr. Wall told me," Bobbie Brown answered. "It's a contest, with points for everything attendance at meeting, neatness, obeying orders, all that. There's going to be a contest every month, and at the end of three months a big scout game for points. Isn't that swell?" Three heads nodded. Ritter plucked at Bobbie's sleeve.
I dare say it won't be announced till the autumn," said his companion, indifferently. Then seeing that Bobbie's attention was diverted, she made a dash with one skinny hand at his coat-pocket, abstracted the ball of wool, and triumphantly returned to her knitting. "Mean!" said Bobbie. "You caught me off guard. Well, I wish them joy.
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