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Instantly Jacky stopped crying: "You throwed away the present I give you," he said; "but," he conceded, "you may carry me." The doctor objected. "It isn't safe " "Oh, let's get it over," Maurice said, sharply; "I shan't see any children. It's safe enough! Anything to stop this scene!"
"Well, let's get your Nat's ferret, and try for a rabbit." "He would not lend it to us." "Let's go down on the shore, and collect shells for your Lil." "She has more than she wants now." "Well, let's do something. I vote we go down and hunt out the way into that passage. We can do that without getting our heads full of slate."
This pleased Ruth very much, and she sat down on her sled and tucked her coat around her and stuck her fat, short little legs, in their gray leggings, straight out in front of her. "Take my sled, too," said Nelson, forgetting to be cross. "Don't fall off, because we are going to go fast." "Let's play we are fire horses, going to a fire," suggested gunny Boy.
He looked at the wrinkled and shattered rock with its knifelike edges. "I don't think my feet could take it," Copper admitted. "It looks like the end of the trail." "No not quite," Kennon said. "There seems to be a path here." He pointed to a narrow cleft in the black rock. "Let's see where it goes." Copper hung back. "I don't think I want to," she said doubtfully.
"Well! to please you both!" choked Janice, trying to swallow the sobs. "But but Come on! let's go home. Just think how worried Aunt 'Mira will be." So they shook hands with the telegraph operator and Janice thanked him heartily.
"There's one about a quarter of a mile down the stream Stetson's boat." "Let's go, then." "Very well, Robert. I've no idea we can do anything, but we will try." "Go, go. Don't waste a moment," implored the old man, in feverish impatience. Robert and Mr. Dunham started, and were soon rowing across the river in Stetson's boat. "Whereabout would he be likely to land?" asked the farmer.
Aunt Cyrilla went to her basket and took out her box of cream candy. "I guess we might as well enjoy ourselves. Let's eat it all up and have a good time. Maybe we'll get down to Pembroke in the morning." The little group grew cheerful as they nibbled, and even the pale girl brightened up. The little mother told Aunt Cyrilla her story aside.
But one day the intense heat became almost too much even for the other two little girls. They had been romping in the barn, and finally sat down in the hay, very red-faced and warm. "What can we do," said Molly, "to get cooler?" "Let's go down by the river," said Marjorie; "it must be cooler by the water." "Not a bit of it. The sun's too bright down there. Let's walk in the woods."
In the mind of a real libertine, like M. Bayle for example, truth has to meet more formidable and malicious adversaries. But, my dear boy, I give you a character sketch instead of the plain narrative you wish to have of me. "I'll satisfy you. Let's see.
We were standing, as I have said, at its base. The wall in which it was set was at least ten feet thick, and so, of course, all that we could see of that which was without were the distances that revealed themselves above the outer ledge of the oval. "Let's take a look at what's under us," said Larry. He crept out upon the ledge and peered down, the rest of us following.
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