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"But the other butcher ain't much better," cried another troubled housewife. "And the flies!" "Oh, the awful flies!" chorused several. "Them critters is a pest, an' that's a fac'," declared Mrs. Scattergood. "Talk abeout the plagues o' Egypt " "But Miz' Petrie was tellin' us how Boston was different " "My soul and body!" gasped Mrs. Beasely. "I reckon she's told us enough.
"Whose monkey is it?" gently asked Miss Curtis, breaking the silence which fell upon the group watching the strange sight. "I never saw it before," Peace answered. "But you called it by name," chorused the children, crowding closer about her. "That was just a guess. There's a story in our reader about Jocko, and I happened to think of it. I didn't know it was this monkey's name."
"Fair Brighton" was sung, and the familiar old Brighton yell chorused over and over, with three long 'rahs for Jack Hammond and three for Ted Wainwright. "Makes a fellow feel kinda chokey, don't it, chum?" stammered Ted as he and Jack finally grabbed their bags and edged out through the campus gate. They turned for another look at old Brighton.
"Dot Johnson!" chorused the older girls, in horror. "Not really?" Marian continued. "The Johnsons are impossible." "They've got more money than daddy has," said Prue. "But they have no aspirations none at all," murmured Marian, in horror. "If Lawford married Dot Johnson it would be almost as bad as his being mixed up with that picture actress." "For him; not for us," said Prue promptly.
"You can have your two hundred and fifty dollars any time you like, Hiram." he added to his chum on their way to the depot. As they now reached the Aegis hangar, Grimshaw stepped aside with a pleased laugh. "Safe and sound and famous. Here they are, Mr. King!" he shouted. "There's no doubt of that," chorused the friendly voice of the expert aviator. "Dave! Hiram! A thousand times welcome."
It was about ten minutes past five that afternoon when the four Bixbys came. "There, we did get here!" they chorused gleefully. "Yes, yes, I see, I see," murmured Mrs. Clayton, and signaled to Ethel to hurry into the kitchen and give the alarm to the cook. "Then you you did n't write?" "Write? Why, no, of course not! We were n't to, you know, if we could come." "Yes er I mean no," stammered Mrs.
"Oh, no, you don't believe in signs," chorused the girls, in gleeful sarcasm. "Well, I don't," reiterated Elfreda. "That is, not a whole lot of them." "Good-bye, children, I must leave you at this corner," announced Mabel. "Come and see me soon. I'll look you up the first evening I have free."
He stretched his arm with the blazing torch closer to the young man's face, stared at him with large eyes, and his lip quivered; but he could not utter a word. "Vigfusson?" faltered he at last. "It is I;" and the second stroke followed, stronger and more solemn than the first. The same fierce, angry voices chorused forth from every nook of the rock and the woods.
The ragdealer looked over the contents of the bundle, made a second inventory, and then in a jesting tone, with a rough voice, asked: "Where did you steal this?" The three associates chorused their protestation, but the ragpicker paid no heed. "I can't give you more than three pesetas for the whole business." "No," answered Vidal. "Rather than accept that we'll take the bundle with us."
There were two plates of tarts, one with jam coming up through the three little round holes in the top crust, and others in which jelly showed. Both were very good. And the cool lemonade was good also. "Oh, I just love to come over to your house to play, Sue!" said Sadie West. "So do I!" chorused the other children. "We do have such good times!" added Charlie Star.
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