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She wouldn't move unless she was told to; Louise has no initiative." "You said you tried to match the silk at Harrod's," interjected the dowager. "Did I? Perhaps it was Harrod's. I really don't remember. It was one of those places where every one is so kind and sympathetic and devoted that one almost hates to take even a reel of cotton away from such pleasant surroundings."
P. Sybarite interjected privately. The voice of the younger Shaynon broke with passion. "This is the limit!" he cried violently. "I've reached the end of my endurance. Who's this creature you're with?" "Is your memory so short?" P. Sybarite asked quietly. "Have you forgotten the microbe? the little guy who puts the point in disappointment?" "I've forgotten nothing, you animal!
Four necklaces; and a tiara from the Duchess of Westshire that must have been worth a cool ten thousand pounds." "I am sorry my wedding presents do not meet with your approval," I remarked. "Personally I think it is very kind of my friends to send me anything at all." "Rubbish, Paul! Rubbish!" my amiable connection interjected irritably. "Don't talk like an idiot!
"And happy in spite of not finding your mother right yet?" interjected Jinnie. "Yes, yes, 'cause I am happy. I got my beautiful Peggy, ain't I? And don't she make me a hull lot of fine soup, and ain't I got Lafe, Happy Pete " "You got me, too, Bobbie," Jinnie reminded him gently. Bobbie acquiesced by a quick bend of his head, and Lafe grasped his hand.
"Where's Graves?" demanded Jordan, coming to the top step. The silence that followed was as grim as the falling snow. Spuddy and Shorts were dragging the limp Swipes up the long steps. "Graves?... We haven't seen him," interjected Shorty Brown, and Dan Jordan answered gravely: "Then the sophomores have captured him, that's a certainty! He hasn't been here, and he hasn't been to the Rectory."
And I do know!" she exclaimed, her mental vision clearing as she proceeded. "I have heard Colonel Colquhoun drop hints." "And you would condemn him upon hints?" Edith interjected contemptuously. "I know that if Colonel Colquhoun hints that there is something objectionable about a man it must be something very objectionable indeed," Evadne answered, cooling suddenly. Edith turned crimson.
Some of the chatter reached to Thresk's inattentive ears, and when he was only two steps from the floor one carelessly-spoken phrase interjected between the values of two securities brought him to a stop. The speaker was a young man with a squarish face and thick hair parted accurately in the middle. He was dressed in a thin grey suit and he was passing the tape between his fingers as it ran out.
With lips pursed tight and in stony silence the Gunner glared at him, and then, turning his shoulder, addressed himself deliberately to the Lead Driver. 'S'pose your missis . . . he began, but got no further. 'He ain't got no missis; leastways, 'e ain't supposed to 'ave, the Wheel Driver interjected triumphantly.
"I guess you wouldn't talk about bein' slow, Jason Day, if you was arrested," Aunt 'Mira interjected. "Ma's right," said Marty. "Mebbe they'll put him in the cell under the Town Hall 'fore you kin get downtown." "There ain't no sech haste as all that," stated Uncle Jason. "What's the matter of you folks?" He spoke rather testily, and Janice looked at him in surprise.
"He is a handsome, stalwart fellow, full of anecdote and good humor, and popular all around. He was sitting next to Corporal Johnson, of the Tenth Cavalry, a Negro who still carries a Mauser bullet somewhere 'inside of me inside, as he expressed it. 'The colored cavalry fought well, eh? interjected the clergyman. 'Indeed they did, said Holmes, fervently.
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