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"The Martians will never bother us. They are thinking too much about the stars, the sun, moons and other planets they are too intent on studying to bother us. That is all they do study. That's what makes their ears, eyes, nose and mouth so big. They use them to listen to scientific sounds, to look at scientific objects, smell scientific odors, and talk of scientific things.

Go to Bismarck is just the thing he wants to see us do. You heard what he did in the winter? Well, he came again yesterday. He saw the wagon leave, and he thought it was a good chance to move in." "Move in?" rejoined Oliver. "If that was all, why did he bother about moccasins?" "You're right," she cried. "He meant to kill!"

The electric eels which are not eels at all, though they look like it are the worst of all, but since they live only in South American rivers, I suppose they won't bother you much." "As long as I don't find any in the fish-trap," said Colin, laughing, as Mr.

The trouble is that I had not understood that London reporters are supposed to look at a man's personal appearance. In America we never bother with that. We simply describe him as a "dynamo." For some reason or other it always pleases everybody to be called a "dynamo," and the readers, at least with us, like to read about people who are "dynamos," and hardly care for anything else.

"That's precious unlucky," observed Val, searching his pockets too, and trying each vainly in turn. "I've only a couple of shillings left now after paying for the railway tickets. Whatever shall we do?" "Oh, bother that!" replied Teddy sanguinely; "we sha'n't want any.

He was held fast by his horns and he was kicking his heels up in the air, trying to get loose." "Did you get him out?" asked Jan. "Yes, I pried the trees apart and got his head loose. Then he was all right. I tied him good and tight in his stable, and I guess he won't bother us again to-night." "Then it wasn't a bear after all," remarked Jan, laughing at her brother. "No, indeed!

"Say, what did you think of Miss Thing-amebob, Miss Flipp I mean?" "I didn't bother thinking anything at all about her." Andrew looked interrogatively at me and broke into a grin. "Well, I reckon she's the silliest goat I ever came across. She came out to me and asked did I think she looked pretty, as her uncle is coming up to-night, and if she looks nice he'll give her a present or something.

John says she seemed stunned at the time but kept on, the way most women did. She helped him fight the 'flu' all that winter without taking it her-self. But she was one of the first to come down with it when it returned this Spring. She got through the worst and there she stays. John says that if she doesn't begin to pick up soon there won't be enough of her left to bother about."

"You'd better devote yourself for the present to escaping the grave. Why bother about business? You've got enough too much, as it is. Take a holiday go away and amuse yourself." Dumont smiled. "That's what I'm going to do, what I'm doing amusing myself. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't live, if I didn't feel that I was on my way back to power.

"I'll tell you presently, if you have not guessed already; but I'd like to know first what you are going to do with her." "I don't know; I can't bother about it just now. There's plenty of time to think of that. Perhaps I'll make a lady's-maid of her, though it doesn't seem quite the right thing to do." "No, it doesn't. Don't go and spoil what you have done by any such folly as that."