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"Alas, Kunwar-ji!" chorused the councillors, all trying to push one another forward to tell the news. Sher Singh glanced at them contemptuously. "Fools, will you try to keep me from my father now that he has sent for me? Because he has not made his beneficent intentions known to you, will you deny them? Let him be told that I am here, and you will learn what is his will."
The interest of the loungers in the boy was no whit lessened by this question and several of them chorused: "The Land Office, right next door." Thanking them collectively, Bob went out, leaving the idlers to speculate over his identity and purpose. But though he found the Land Office without difficulty, he could make neither head nor tail out of the records.
And why?" chorused the table; "when a fellow's body's found with all his traps round him!" "I don't believe he's dead," murmured Kergenven with closed, slumberous eyes. "But why? Have you heard anything?" "Not a word." "Why do you say he's alive, then?" My lord lifted his brows ever so little. "I think so, that's all." "But you must have a reason, Ker?"
"May I ask your name, and to what Church you belong, for evidently you are a preacher." "My name is George Malby, and I am an elder of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, commonly known as 'Mormons." "A 'Mormon!" a number of voices chorused. Some confusion followed, and the party broke up. Lucy, her father, and Chester, still lingered.
Because of this he made heroic efforts to arise and at last he stood on his four legs, tottering and swaying back and forth. "The Blessed Wolf!" chorused the women. Judge Scott surveyed them triumphantly. "Out of your own mouths be it," he said. "Just as I contended right along. No mere dog could have done what he did. He's a wolf." "A Blessed Wolf," amended the Judge's wife.
"Men all gone off somewhere," said Jim laconically, proceeding to let his pony go. His example was followed by each of the others, the steeds dismissed with a rub and a pat, and the saddles placed on the stands. "Well, I don't know about you chaps," said Jim, "but I'm as hungry as a hunter!" "Same here," chorused the chaps.
"Girls," shouted Katherine Kittredge, as soon as she could make herself heard, "let's drink to the success of Bob's bet!" There were clamorous demands for hot coffee, and then the toast was drunk standing, amid riotous enthusiasm. "Speech!" called somebody. "Speech! Speech!" chorused everybody. "I never bet any such thing," responded Bob, sulkily.
Proper takes the place. First Mason will show. Beldame will win by a length." Before she had ceased reading, a dozen men had struggled to their feet and a hundred voice were roaring at her. "Read that again!" the chorused. Once more Miss Winter read the message, but before she had finished half of those in the front rows were scrambling from their seats and racing up the aisles.
"Then will you please tell us what is the matter with them?" "Sleepy grass!" "Sleepy grass?" chorused the lads. "Of course they're asleep all right," added Ned. "But whoever heard of sleepy grass?" "He means they're sleeping on the grass," Stacy informed them. "Ah! I begin to understand," nodded the Professor. "I think I know what the trouble is now. The guide is no doubt right."
Then in got Papa and Mamma Bobbsey and Mr. Blake started off. "This is lovely," said Mrs. Bobbsey with a sigh of relief. She was more tired than she had thought. "It certainly is kind of you, Mr. Blake," said Papa Bobbsey. "I'm only too glad I happened to meet you. Are you children comfortable?" "Yep!" chorused Freddie and Flossie. "And the dog?"
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