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"I'm glad they's a West," Pinkey replied, cryptically. "You and Miss Spenceley are from the same section, I take it?" "Yep Wyomin'." "Er by the way" Wallie's tone was elaborately casual "what did she mean yesterday when she called me 'Gentle Annie'?" Pinkey moved uneasily. "Could you give me the precise significance?" persisted Wallie. "I could, but I wouldn't like to," Pinkey replied, drily

"The druids," he remembered, "poured libations on the ground to propitiate the evil spirits and the spirits of the dead; but, Adam, I'm drinking to-night to Destiny! To Destiny," he added under his breath, "and the foreverness of her gift!" "What gift," demanded Adam Craig, "are you trying to clinch with a gift to yourself of my brandy?" "The gift," said Kenny cryptically, "of Life!"

After the performance, Atmananda said that the level of our consciousness was dropping, so he had us meditate for about twenty minutes. Then he said, "We are going to play The Game." "What game?" I asked, feeling bolder after having performed with him. "Part of The Game," he replied cryptically, "is to figure out what The Game is." "The Game is The Intuition Game," said Sal.

Therefore why should I change my appearance?" "Mademoiselle to be a bride and nothing changed?" Marie had cried. "Nothing about me; nothing about Mr. Covington. We are merely to be married, that is all as a matter of convenience." "Mademoiselle will see," Marie had answered cryptically. "You will see yourself," Marjory had laughed.

Seems he had been wounded several times, and the last shot had cost him his right arm." "Oh," cried Mollie, her eyes like two saucers. "How did that happen?" "Bomb exploding close to him shot it all to pieces," explained Allen cryptically. "Of course it had to be amputated, permanently disabling him. That's why he was sent across to America to stimulate recruiting."

"My brother of grandfather have first gun in Marquesas," he said with meaning when I spoke of the days of Halley. "One chief Iotete have prenty trouble Menike whaleman. He send for French admiral help him. Captiane Halley come with sailor. Frenchman he never go 'way." Again his teeth gleamed in a smile. "My brother of grandfather have gun long time in hills," he added cryptically.

He seized the paper, stared at what I had written in pencil on the margin, and then stared at me. Abruptly, he began to laugh. "Ask Mr. Wading what he thinks of it?" "I intended to, provided it had your approval, sir," I replied. "You have my approval, Mr. Paret," he declared, rather cryptically, and with the slight German hardening of the v's into which he relapsed at times.

I said surely I can sacrifice all things, all considerations, save one." "You were right," said Ling Hop, cryptically, feeling that he was called upon to say something, but still with that faint adumbration of the inevitable letter.

"You didn't see in the papers that he was nominated, did you, Paret?" "But if the mill people wanted him, George, how could it be prevented?" his wife demanded. George winked at me. "There are more ways of skinning a cat than one," he said cryptically. "Well, it's time to go to the meeting, I guess," remarked Ezra, rising. Once more he looked at his watch.

"Good morning." The servant volunteered her first remark: "I thought perhaps as you'd come about the gas," she observed cryptically, and shut the door. Tommy rejoined his accomplice. "You see, Tuppence," he observed. "Child's play to the masculine mind." "I don't mind admitting that for once you've scored handsomely. I should never have thought of that." "Good wheeze, wasn't it?