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They went to live in a small palace of their own, and after awhile some little princelings came to live with them, and they were all very happy together. And the lucky Prince, being fairy-blessed, kept on being lucky. The rainbow bubble flew before; he blew strongly, wisely; it soared high, high, and all things prospered. His kingdom increased, his treasure-bags were filled with gold.
Neighbours who are not lucky enough to have such an oven bring in their food, and we let them put it in our ovens. In this way we have enough for every one to drink who may come in. Sometimes twenty poor people come in on a Sabbath day and say: 'Spare me, please, a little hot water? No one would think of refusing to give them some, even if they had to share their last glass with them.
It was right lucky you happened along." To see the father and daughter together was evidence enough of the strong affection that bound them. The tone in which he had spoken to his son had been brusque and crisp, but when he addressed her, his voice took on a softer inflection, his eyes betrayed the place she held in his heart.
He gave the sliver of ear an affectionate corkscrew twist before he and Firio, taking all their ammunition, crawled along the bottom of the arroyo and up the ridge where they settled down comfortably behind a ledge commanding the water-hole at easy range. "It's lucky we learned to shoot in the moonlight!" Jack whispered. "Sí"! Firio answered, in perfect understanding.
"Throw yer blankets into an empty bunk an' be ready fer work in the mornin'. I'll put you swampin' fer the big Swede I guess that 'll hold you. Yer wages is forty-five a month an' I'm right here to see that you earn 'em." "Can I buy blankets here? I threw mine away coming out." "Comin' out! Comin' in, you mean! Men come in to the woods. In the spring they go out if they're lucky.
"Onfriendly!" drawled Bob, leaning back against the step and letting a smoke ring curl up. "Well, tha's a good, nice parlor word. Yes, I reckon you could call them onfriendly." Presently he went on, in explanation: "Brad's goin' to put Crawford down and out if it can be done by hook or crook. He's a big man in the country now. We haven't been lucky, like he has.
"Hi! this won't do!" he cried, brushing himself off. "Unless we hurry we'll be late in getting back." "Late in getting back?" repeated Frank. "I shall count myself lucky if we don't have remain here all night." "Great Caesar, Frank, do you mean that?" came from Sam. "I do. Here we have been tramping I don't know how long, and we seem to be as far from shore as ever." "Exactly so," grumbled Hans.
"My lad, thank Heaven that your lucky stone and your splendid swimming saved you from that dreadful Sound of Hoy." "I would rather they had saved my father, Mr. Gordon." "I've no doubt you would, Halcro; but I was thinking of something else. I was thinking that when you grow older, and when little Thora as you name her is a woman " "Tuts! Mr. Gordon," said I, guessing what he would be at.
But shouldn't you call a man a lucky fellow if he owned a place like this?" "My opinion wouldn't be half as well worth having as yours," was the reply. "What do you call yourself, sir?" "Do you think I own this place?" Mr. Thorne inquired. "Why, yes I always supposed so. Don't you?" "No, I don't!" The answer was almost a snarl. "I'm bailiff, overlooker, anything you like to call it.
"For my part, I prefer to die in the air," coughed Foy. "So say I, master. Listen. We can't get down the stair, for they are watching for us there, so we must drop from the trap-door and charge through the fire. Then, if we are lucky, back to back and fight it out." Half a minute later two men bearing naked swords in their hands might be seen bursting through the barrier of flaming wood.
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