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"Why, Miss Andrews was telling us that the 'stan' at the end of any word meant 'the place of' like Afghanistan, the place the Afghans live " "That's what Mrs. Adams is knitting," interposed Dot, placidly. "What?" demanded Agnes. "Why, the Afghans are a people in Asia right near India." "She's knitting one; she told me so," declared Dot, holding her ground obstinately.
"This loan will pinch me," he muttered. "I must be very wary now with such a foe. Well, why should I care to be rich? Valerie's dot, Valerie's happiness, are secured." Madame Savarin wrote a very kind and very apologetic letter to Isaura, but no answer was returned to it. Madame Savarin did not venture to communicate to her husband the substance of a conversation which had ended so painfully.
Let me go with you; I don't want to live any longer without you," and so on, until Uncle Geoffrey made Allan take him away. Oh, how good Allan was to him! He lay down by his side all night, soothing him and talking to him, for Dot never slept. The next day we took turns to be with him, and so on day after day; but I think Dot liked Allan best.
P. 'What a state you are in with the weather! He was something the worse for it, undeniably. The thick mist hung in clots upon his eyelashes like candied thaw; and between the fog and fire together, there were rainbows in his very whiskers. 'Why, you see, Dot, John made answer, slowly, as he unrolled a shawl from about his throat; and warmed his hands; 'it it an't exactly summer weather.
Two different shapes may also be exhibited, one representing a dot and the other a dash. The dot-and-dash system is also admirably adapted for night signaling. A search-light beam may be swung across the sky through short and long arcs, a light may be exhibited and hidden for short and long periods, and so on.
"In this case the good fairy would be true love," said Canalis in a curt tone, aware that his elaborate excuse for a rupture was seen through by the keen and delicate mind which Butscha had piloted so well. "My dear poet, you remind me of those fathers who inquire into a girl's 'dot' before they are willing to name that of their son.
"You were safe on Easter Island, and ill from stuffing yourself with fresh mutton," I prompted, "And now what?" Steve spat over the rail. "Ram, lam', sheep, und muddon for a hundred und fife days. Dere vas noding odder. Dot's a kveer place, dot Easter Island, mit shtone gotts lyin' round und det fulcanoes, und noding good to eat. Ve liffed in a house de English manager gif us.
They are not really barren all over, but they are quite destitute of verdure; and tufts of thyme, wild mastic or mint, though they sound well, are not nearly so pretty as grass. Many little churches, glittering white, dot the islands; most of them, I believe, abandoned during the whole year with the exception of one day sacred to their patron saint.
"Meppy you don't know dot me, I haf peen practice on der quiet dis long time, so as to surbrize you all," came the proud reply. "Feel dot muscle, Seth, undt tell me if you think idt could pe peat. Gymnastics I haf take, py shiminy, till all der while I dream of chinning mineself, hanging py one toe, undt all der rest. Meppy you vill surbrised pe yet. Holdt on, don't say nuttings, put wait!"
"Let's go down to the river on Saturday morning and play," suggested he. "Oh, it's awful far, Don, an' we won't get back to dinner," objected Dot. "We'll get Cookee to give us something to eat and we can walk slowly so you won't get tired. The roads are all cut out now, and there is no snow," persisted Don. "All right. I'll go. Goin' to bring the others?" "'Course not!" retorted Don.
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