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He can't, he c-can't be s-so cruel and you are cruel to me you are, you are! She was at last driven to desperation: her natural common sense and shrewdness had seen all through the piece how imaginary her emotions were she felt herself to be weak and foolish in permitting them to rise; but even then she could not control them: be agonized she must.
"C-can't I like him?" in piteous astonishment which set the colour flying into his face. "Why, yes of course I didn't mean " "What did you mean? Isn't it shouldn't he be " "Oh, it's all right, Geraldine. Only he's a sort of a pig to keep you away from others " "Other pigs?" He turned sharply, seized her, and forcibly turned her toward the light.
"I c-can't," said Betty in a muffled voice. "I guess " she added whimsically, "I guess I'm a little afraid of you, Lieutenant Allen Washburn." With a glad laugh Allen put his strong young arms about her. "Do you think you can keep on all your life being afraid of me like that?" he asked. "Little Betty?" And Betty, with the radiant joy of all youth in her heart, slowly nodded.
"Never mind, Betty dear," whispered Mollie, wiping a tear from the end of her nose and patting Betty's hand tenderly. "We we all feel the same way about it." Betty raised her head and smiled a little April smile upon them. "I'll always keep the home fires b-burning," she said unsteadily, "but I c-can't sing about it." "Wake up, Gracie."
William Wetherell, who was looking out of the window, drew his breath, and even Jethro drew back with an exclamation at the change wrought in her. But Cynthia snatched the roll from his hand and wound it up with a feminine deftness. "Wh-what's the matter, Cynthy?" "Oh, I can't wear that, Uncle Jethro," she said. "C-can't wear it! Why not?"
Is it the heat, Janie?" "The heat!" She could hear herself laughing frantic, hateful, jangling laughter that wouldn't stop. "Oh, Jerry! Oh-h, Jerry, Jerry, Jerry!" "It's this ghastly day. Let me get her some water, Mrs. Langdon. Don't cry so, Janie please, please don't, darling." "I c-can't help it I c-can't " She paused, listening intently, her hand closing sharply over Rosemary's wrist.
"I've been waiting for you half an hour, Louis." "I'm not coming," he said, looking away from her awkwardly. "Y-you've b-better c-company than m-mine." She flushed and felt herself trembling with temper. A flash from her father's eyes lit up her face as she said quickly: "No, I haven't. I want to talk to you." "I c-can't l-leave these chaps now. I'll s-see you to-morrow," he said sullenly.
"T-T-Tack!" exclaimed Spook, "she c-can't s-sail into the wind with that s-spinnaker!" "What's the good?" growled Spike, "she can sail all round this boat, just with her mainsail and jib." Now the yacht bore down on us with a rush, cutting through the water and sending spray flying on either side of the bow. The dory was forgotten as we watched this new enemy.
"I-I-I c-can't t-t-tell h-h-h ." "Here! you quit that!" exclaimed Jack sternly, thinking to frighten Will out of his stuttering. The rebuke had the desired effect, and, for once Will forgot to mix his words and letters. "When he saw it was me," he explained, "he didn't seem to know what to say. Then he laughed and Gales laughed, and I felt pretty foolish; I tell you.
The third week in March was the week after town meeting! "M-may be c-can't tell," repeated Eben to himself, unconsciously imitating Jethro's stutter. "Godfrey, I'll hev to git that ticket straight from Amos." Yes, we may have our suspicions. But how can we get a bill on this evidence?
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