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If a King's ship wants men, good smart sailors such as ours, men who have served, her captain wouldn't be above shutting his eyes and making a mistake. Anyhow I'm going to crack on as hard as I can till she brings us up with a gun, and then I suppose I shall have to heave to or risk the consequences." "Hadn't you better risk the consequences, Captain Chubb?" said Rodd, in a half-whisper.

"It isn't his fault if he doesn't," said Millard in a half-whisper. "I believe that if I made a move to advance both you and Farnsworth it could be carried." Meadows looked inquiringly at his companion. "What would become of the cashiership?" asked Millard. "I suppose we could divide that between us." "Won't you try a glass of Moselle?"

"You're coming to me to-morrow afternoon?" said the Duchess, in the same half-whisper. "I don't think I can get away." "Nonsense! My dear, you must have some air and exercise! Jacob, will you see she comes?" "Oh, I'm no good," said that young man, turning away. "Duchess, you remember Sir Wilfrid Bury?" "She would be an unnatural goddaughter if she didn't," said that gentleman, smiling.

"I'll come to-morrow, Olga," he repeated in a quivering voice. "Do you hear?" She did not answer, and it seemed as though grief had robbed her of all power of speech. In his greatcoat and with his stick still in his hand, the doctor sat down beside her, and began in a soft, tender half-whisper, which was utterly out of keeping with his heavy, dignified figure: "Olga!

With a wave of his gloved hand, Rosas seemed to disclaim that his discourse merited the applause, and he received the greetings as a man of the world receives a salutation, not as a tenor acknowledging the homage paid to him. He strove to make his way through the group of young men who were stationed behind him. "At last!" said Vaudrey, in a half-whisper.

"I don't know whether I CAN", answered Sara, still in her half-whisper; "but I will try." Miss Amelia stumbled up from her knees with a heavy sigh, and Lottie's fat little legs kicked as hard as ever. "If you will steal out of the room," said Sara, "I will stay with her." "Oh, Sara!" almost whimpered Miss Amelia. "We never had such a dreadful child before. I don't believe we can keep her."

"Gee, I'd like to give you a real old bear-hug, but I've got a bum wing and I can't. Gee, we musta passed each other on the road somewhere, because I was streaking it down here to see you gee, but you look good to me! and you were streaking it up there to see me " The adorable young voice hesitated and deepened to a yearning half-whisper.

Carstairs?" "According to Mr. Bryce there wasn't anything even touched." "Looks as if Mr. Bryce had a past," the man said in a half-whisper meant for my ears alone. I regarded the suggestion with alarm. "I don't see how that could be," I told him. "I've known him for a good many years, and my father knew him before that.

The butler, who opened the front door he must have been watching Mary's approach had manifestly put on a clean white neckcloth for the occasion. "God bless you once more, Miss Thorne!" said the old man, in a half-whisper. Mary was somewhat troubled, for everything seemed, in a manner, to bow down before her.

Anxious to speak to Nan, and assure her of her friendly intentions, she went up to the side of the bed, in spite of the wild and glaring eyes which were fixed steadily upon her. "Nan," said she, "do you know me?" "Yes! yes!" replied Nan, in a half-whisper, speaking quickly, and catching her breath; "what have you come for?" "To do you good, I hope."