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Standing very close to him, she put her head on his shoulder. "Sure mustn't. Must stick by each other all the more when the world takes a run and jumps on us." "Indeed we will!" Unsparingly the war's cosmic idiocy continued, and Carl crawled along the edge of a business precipice, looking down. He became so accustomed to it that he began to enjoy the view.
"What do you want?" "Nothing, Dudder, excepting to pass." "Huh! You needn't look so innocent-like, Shep Reed! We know what you did to our boat," put in Dick Bush. "What did we do to it?" asked Whopper. "You know well enough. Think you're smart, don't you?" growled Carl. "We know what you were going to do to our boat," put in Snap. "What?" "You heard what I said.
"We used to play a lot by the brook, Carl, until I went away to college and forgot. I I wrote her the whole wretched mess," he choked. "She says come back." "Yes," said Carl sombrely, "there are fine, big splendid women like that. I'm glad you know one. God knows what the world of men would do without them. You'll go back to her?" Wherry gulped courageously.
Now, undoubtedly the cool and calculating Herr August Carl von Staden had been carefully trained to take into consideration, when planning his strategy, every conceivable contingency that might possibly arise.
I tell you, if ever we had chicken, the bones were not worth salvaging by the time we got through. We made it last at least two meals, and a starving torn cat would pass by what was left with a scornful sniff. Our tenth and last anniversary was in Seattle. Carl had to be at Camp Lewis all day, but he got back in time to meet me at six-thirty in the lobby of the Hotel Washington.
"If you've got anything to say, now's the time to say it," said Bob, gazing steadily at the bullies with a look in his eyes that made them shift uneasily. "We're in a big hurry, or we'd tend to you right now," blustered Buck. "Come on, Carl. We'll fix them some other time." "No time like the present, you know," said Joe.
At a later period the mothers came themselves, bringing their own presents, which they carried in large baskets, for there was not one in the entire neighborhood for whom Carl had not performed a service, and without a solitary exception they all loved him. Then who was to take his place, after he should be taken from his friends.
When she went back to Winfield, he was absorbed in a calculation he was making on the back of an envelope. "You're not to use your eyes," she said warningly, "and, oh Carl! It was my grandmother's and she's given us every bit of it, and you're to stay to supper!" "Must be in a fine humour," he observed. "I'm ever so glad. Come here, darling, you don't know how I've missed you."
"I don't in the least know what it's all about," she sniffed, greatly frightened, "but what with the immigrant bolting out of the house in his shirt sleeves without so much as a word of thanks such a nice distinguished fellow as he was, too, for all he smelt of liquor! and Carl nowhere in sight and a fat young man, with a hairy chest exposed, sleeping on a whiskey bottle and snoring like a prisoner file, it does seem most mysterious that's a fact!
It was a warm night for early spring, and Carl had his coat over his arm. When they reached the outer stable fence the one nearest the village Cully's keen nose scented a peculiar odor. "Who's been a breakin' de lamp round here, Carl?" he asked, sniffing close to the ground. "Holy smoke!
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