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And I want to shop and call on Dolly's friend she's going soon." "All right. Can you be ready by eleven?" She considered. "Yes I reckon," she drawled, prettily swinging her foot and watching the tree-tops above the distant swamp. Harry Cresswell, left alone, rang the bell for the butler. "Still thinking of going, are you, Sam?" asked Cresswell, carelessly, when the servant appeared.
"Anyhow, I'm going to call you Yankee, to keep you nicely disguised. This is the land of disguises." "Then we did not come out to see the view?" the other drawled. There was a quickening of the eye, a drooping of the lid, which betrayed a sudden interest, a sense of adventure. Dicky laid his head back and laughed noiselessly.
"Yes, but what, John Barclay what?" exclaimed the general. "That's what I want to know. What are you going to do for him? Make him a devil worshipper?" "Well now, General, here don't be too fast," Barclay smiled and drawled. He put his hands on the warm rocks at his sides and flapped them like wing-tips as he went on: "Jeanette and Neal have their own lives to live.
"I? Of course not," she responded. "Personally, I don't want to mix into their social game," Charlie drawled. "Or at least, I don't propose to make any tentative advances. The women put on lots of side, they say. If they want to hunt us up and cultivate you, all right. But I've got too much to do to butt into society.
I know that Belle will want to make it a seance with relaxed robes and collapsed masks and relapsed " "Oh, you're mean!" exclaimed the taunted one. "I'm not such a freak as that." "Oh, no," drawled Bess. "Cer-tain-ly not," added Cora in a teasing tone. "Well, go on with your `doings," insisted Belle. "I won't make a single suggestion." "Not make them; but veto them," persisted Cora.
It's a pleasure to watch you," he said frankly. Jed's narrowed eyes drifted to him. "Oh, hell!" he drawled with insolent contempt, and turned on his heel. From the clump of firs a young woman was descending, and Jed went to meet her. "You rode splendidly," she told him with vivid eyes. "Were you hurt when you were jammed again the wagon? I mean, does it still hurt?"
"It suits me to know that Elsie heard about it," Marian said, after an instant's vexed silence. She knew better than to continue to oppose Maizie. For one of her sluggish temperament, Maizie could turn decidedly disagreeable when she chose. "Yes, it comes in very nicely just now," drawled Maizie. "Elsie needs a spur to keep her going. Keep her in a rage and she's a fine little mischief-maker.
"He must like to work so hard," drawled Buster. "Oh, it's jolly fun!" cried Tiny. "It's jolly fun," echoed her twin Teenty. "Maybe it is," said Mother Graymouse, "but I'd like to chew a hole in those toys that would let out all the noise. With their racket and Squealer's howling, I'm almost crazy. Here, Silver Ears, sit by the cradle and amuse the baby. I must try to find something for our supper.
"Well, Hesper, what do you think?" said her mother, with a dull attempt at gayety, which could nowise impose upon the experience of her daughter. "I think nothing, mamma," drawled Hesper. "Mr. Redmain has come to the point at last, my dear child." "What point, mamma?" "He had a private interview with your father this morning." "Indeed!"
"A man like me," he remarked, "has first to learn how to make a living before he can set about making money." "Making money is relative. Quite often it merely means making a living with an extended horizon," she observed. "I know a man with a ten-thousand-dollar salary who finds it a living, no more." "Poor devil," he drawled sardonically.
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