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"Your troubles are easy," said the Very Young Man. "I've got a girl. I wonder what she'll say. Oh, gosh, I can't tell her where I'm going, can I? I never thought of that." He scratched his head with a perplexed air. "That's tough on her. Well, I'm glad I'm an orphan, anyway."

Is he hard to get on the right side of?" "Dunno," growled the youngster. "I never tried." Buck chuckled again. "Well, kid, so long as you don't seem to think it's worth while, I dunno why I should take the trouble. Who else is on the outs with him?" Jessup flashed a startled glance at him. "How in blazes do you know " "Oh, gosh! That's easy.

The pianist's fingers flew along the keys, and her anxiety was rewarded when the man closed the watch with a loud slap and said in a booming voice: "Gosh! She's done it." A friendly American who has just arrived in London brings a story of Edison. The great inventor was present at a dinner in New York to which Count Bernstorff had also found his way.

Chet Dashaway leaned over and said asthmatically, "Say, uh, have you been reading this serial 'Two Out' in Tingling Tales? Corking yarn! Gosh, the fellow that wrote it certainly can sling baseball slang!" The others tried to look literary.

But Wallace, amused by the discussion that had arisen between the conductor and a Chinese who was getting on the car, interrupted abruptly to call Martie's attention to the affair, and Rose's reminiscence was lost. She said, with her good-byes, that Mr. Bannister must come and dine with them. "Gosh, I see myself!" ejaculated Wallace ungratefully, as he walked with Martie to the gate.

Gosh, there ain't no words to put her in. I didn't know there was any girls like that." "Nor me," put in old Noble dryly. He inspected Goodwin with a shrewd and suspicious eye. For him, a citizen of the womanless seas, beauty, grace, femininity were no more than a merchandise. "Then, to put it straight, she didn't get yer money from ye?" he demanded. "No, she didn't," retorted Goodwin.

"We've got to go right through the top of this pine tree, Thea. No time to hunt a way around. Give me your hand." After they had crashed through the mass of branches, Fred stopped abruptly. "Gosh, what a hole! Can you jump it? Wait a minute." He cleared the washout, slipped on the wet rock at the farther side, and caught himself just in time to escape a tumble.

"The minister, now, 'ud like to make ye believe everything's ordered for our good, but it don't look that way to me. Gosh! Sometimes, when I'm patchin' up somethin' at the shop, I think I could take my hammer an' bang things up into better shape myself than the Almighty's done." "Lord love ye, William!" cried Silas Long in alarm. "Take care wot ye're sayin'!"

"We-ell," drawled her friend again, "we can't know about that." "But we will know!" she said, with added vehemence. "It will all come out in time. Only it will be too late to help poor Tom, then." "Gosh!" groaned Charlie Bragg. "It's too late to help him now if you should ask me!" Ruth had nobody to talk to about Tom Cameron save the young ambulance driver. And him she could see but seldom.

It was not until he tried vainly to see the gold colors in the bottom of the pan that he realized the passage of time. He straightened up abruptly. An expression of whimsical wonderment and awe overspread his face as he drawled: "Gosh darn my buttons! if I didn't plumb forget dinner!" He stumbled across the stream in the darkness and lighted his long-delayed fire.