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That's the kind of luck I got. So I wouldn't try any more. 'Cause if you got bad luck you can't help it. I dropped my knife and the blade stuck in the ground up at Temple Camp and that's bad luck. Let 'em come " This side of Tom Slade was new to Archer, and he stared curiously at the lowering face of his companion. "That's what you call losing your morale," he said; "if you lose that go-od night!
"No shame go-od," declared the Mexican stolidly; "bye an' bye wild horse all gone. Good." "I think it's hateful," declared Jess; "just the same I should like to see a wild horse hunt," she added with girlish inconsistence. "So should I if they'd let them all go again," agreed Peggy. Old Mr. Bell laughed, for which he was gently reproved by Miss Prescott.
"Hoot, laird! ye ken weel eneuch ye cam frae Go-od," answered Phemy, lengthening out the word with solemn utterance. The laird did not reply, and again the night closed around them, and the sea hushed at their hearts. But a soft light air began to breathe from the south, and it waked the laird to more active thought. "Gien he wad but come oot an' shaw himsel'!" he said.
"We don't know yet why Frenchy's sister don't come. But there weren't any soldiers here that's one sure thing. We had a lot of worry for nothin'. Come on." "That's the first time I was everr scarred by a cow," said Archer, his buoyant spirit fully revived, "but when I hearrd those footsteps overr my head, go-od night! It's good you happened to think about looking for footprints, hey?"
"Please, mamma!" "Ach, now, Miriam!" "Where's those steamship pamphlets, mamma, I left laying here on the table?" "Right here where you left them, Miriam." Mr. Isadore Binswanger executed a two-stride dash for the couch, plunging into a nest of pillows and piling them high about his head and ears. "Go-od night! The subject of Europe is again on the table for the seventh evening this week.
I thought, in a fury. In my novel surroundings I was unnaturally ready to be irritated. "In the N office," I answered jerkily, with my eyes on my plate. "And ha-ave you a go-od berth? I say, what ma-a-de you leave your original job?" "What ma-a-de me was that I wanted to leave my original job," I drawled more than he, hardly able to control myself. Ferfitchkin went off into a guffaw.
"Go-od night, and it missed the boat," concluded Archer. "This tree here is something like it," said Tom, "and that's where I made my mistake. I ought to have noticed the trees and I ought to have noticed the crack. Gee, if my scout patrol ever heard of that! 'Specially Roy Blakeley," he added, shaking his head dubiously.
He fussed with a fresh cigarette, paying no apparent attention to Johnny, which gave that young man an idea that he was wholly unobserved while he dizzily made a mental calculation. Fourteen hundred a week go-od golly! In a month or would it last for a month? "How long a job is this?" he demanded so suddenly that the words were out before he knew he was going to ask the question. "How long?
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