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Now these are funny stories, and are to be explained by the fact that the sun was hot on the head. But it does not strike me that the explanation is wholly satisfactory. Why should the sun on the head superinduce visions of kobolds?
"You can trust a man to forget his God and his immortal soul if a sufficiently beautiful woman comes along," said my mother dryly, and all of them laughed. She didn't mean that to be funny, though. You could always tell by the set of her lips and the light in her eyes. Just this side of Groveville we passed a man on horseback.
Miss Trevor began to laugh; quietly at first, and, as her merriment increased, heartily. "Shouldn't we be getting back?" I asked, looking at my watch. "It lacks but half an hour of dinner." "Please don't be angry, Mr. Crocker," she pleaded. "I really couldn't help laughing." "I was unaware I had said anything funny, Miss Trevor," I replied.
"I wanted to hear more about Mr. John Smith. I don't understand German. Do you? Why did Papa laugh?" "I don't know much German, but I think Mädchen means girl," Mollie answered. "I couldn't help laughing. Squatting sounds such a funny cure for being in love." She giggled again. "Girl!" Hugh exclaimed."Girl! I didn't think he was that sort of an idiot! He talked quite all right to me.
I don't belong in a white flannel suit. I ain't no imitation dude." "And I don't belong in Sam Keith's yacht. At least Mr. Keith and Edna would feel that I didn't. I don't want to be considered an imitation, either." Shadrach shook his head. "You ain't like anybody else," he said. "You're a funny girl, Mary-'Gusta."
"Oh, Roxanne," I said weakly, as I sank into a chair. "Yes, Phyllis, I suppose it is funny to see me enjoying the cake like this after what happened last night; but the Byrds always make other plans as soon as anything happens to the first one.
"Don't be too sure you know what I have to tell," said Foresta, laughing. "It is really something funny." "I am listening," said the young woman. "One night Bud went to church with me. You know our church is called the 'high falutin' church, and a good many of the poorer and plain people don't like to go there. Well, Bud isn't a highly educated boy and he doesn't like our church for anything.
Some of these were taken off farther down the line, to be sent to different camps, Tom supposed. At last, after an all day's ride, they reached their destination. But alas, there was no such place as Slopsgotten! Tom was sorry for this for he liked the name. It sounded funny when his English friends said it. Schlaabgaurtn, was the way he read it on the railroad station.
The dress of the peasants, though unlike the English fashion of any period, had an old-world look. The married women wore white kerchiefs twisted round the head, sleeveless jackets, with a mystery of lace adornments. The marriageable girls sat together in one part of the church, which I thought very funny; they wore drum-shaped hats poised on the head in a droll sort of way.
Anna in her active life found need of others, of Peter and the funny little Rags, but always Baby was the eldest and held her with the ties of old affection. Anna was harsh when the young ones tried to keep poor Baby out and use her basket. Baby had been blind now for some years as dogs get, when they are no longer active.
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