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"'The spotlight on the floor reveals the girl sobbing over the body of the millionaire," he read, aloud, musingly. "H'mm! 'She screams and cries out. Then the others rush in." For several moments Kennedy paced the floor of the laboratory, the manuscript open in his hands. "We rehearsed that, with Werner; and we questioned everyone, too. And remember!

"Take off that horrid hat. Let me see your hair. H'mm! Rather nice hair, isn't it, Mrs. Congdon? that is, if she knew how to do it. Let me see. Yes, I get your color, but it will be a job to suit you and that infernal movie-camera. It kills my colors so! I have to keep remembering that crimson photographs black and cream is dirty, and blue and yellow are just nothing." Mr.

"They're a mixed lot," said Dravot, reflectively; "and it won't help us to know the names of their tribes. The more tribes the more they'll fight, and the better for us. From Jagdallak to Ashang. H'mm!" "But all the information about the country is as sketchy and inaccurate as can be," I protested. "No one knows anything about it really. Here's the file of the United Services' Institute.

"That cat won't jump." Soames shook his head. "An accident," he muttered. Clenching his fist on the paper, George crammed it into his pocket. He could not resist a parting shot. "H'mm! All flourishing at home? Any little Soameses yet?" With a face as white as the steps of Jobson's, and a lip raised as if snarling, Soames brushed past him and was gone....

Then to Chester: "Sir, I will tell you; to-night come at our parlor, over the shop. I will read you that!" "Shall we be alone?" asked Chester, hoping his client would say no. "Only excepting my" a tender brightness "my wife!" Then a shade of regret: "We are without children, me and my wife." His wife. H'mm! She?

"That cat won't jump." Soames shook his head. "An accident," he muttered. Clenching his fist on the paper, George crammed it into his pocket. He could not resist a parting shot. "H'mm! All flourishing at home? Any little Soameses yet?" With a face as white as the steps of Jobson's, and a lip raised as if snarling, Soames brushed past him and was gone....

'H'mm! Her shoulders contracted, and forcing her wrists free of his hands, she looked haughtily into his burning eyes. 'You had better go back to America and tell them there of this ignorant little island whose men are so crude and stupid that when the King calls they go to war. 'Elise' 'I would rather marry the poorest groom in our stables than you. He would at least be a man.

"'Don't you talk to my young lady like that, ses the young man. "'Your young lady? I ses. 'H'mm! You should ha' seen 'er 'arf an hour ago. "The gal looked at me steady for a moment. "'He put 'is nasty fat arm round my waist, Alfred, she ses. "'Wot! ses the young man, squeaking.

An elderly gentleman called away from his lunch put an end to my search by holding the note-paper between finger and thumb and sniffing at it scornfully. "What does this mean? H'mm," said he. "So far as I can ascertain it is an attempt to write extremely corrupt Greek on the part" here he glared at me with intention "of an extremely illiterate-ah-person."

"'Don't you talk to my young lady like that, ses the young man. "'Your young lady? I ses. 'H'mm! You should ha' seen 'er 'arf an hour ago. "The gal looked at me steady for a moment. "'He put 'is nasty fat arm round my waist, Alfred, she ses. "'Wot! ses the young man, squeaking.