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None of them ever gave me his apple, though I remember one taking mine. Is the first fascinating man I meet the true lover or the burglar? How am I to know which is which?" "You'd better let me be there to decide for you, child, or you'll be snapped up by the first adventurer that comes along," declared Nora. "Don't trust him if he has a mustache.

The truth was too simple to be believed, "Aw, git out!" laughed the one-eyed man, with a comical lift of the mustache. "And I s'pose y' live with the Vanderbilt fambly, eh?" Johnnie's eyes sparkled. There was in the question a certain something an ignoring of bare facts which made him believe that this man and he were kindred souls. "No, I don't live with 'em," he hastened to say.

"Alone, then?" "That's right. Wanted me to meet him, and showed me a roll of money. Me!" her contempt sharpened. "He was young?" "Young nothing, with gray in his shoebrush mustache." By such small things, Lemuel Doret reflected, the freshness that had fixed June Bowman in the girl's memory, men were marked and followed.

Recovering consciousness at the bottom of a washout he found the calf of one leg ripped a little, as he put it. The loss of one side of his mustache, swept away in the slide, and leaving on his face a peculiarly forlorn expression, he did not take account of declaring on the whole, as he smiled into the swimming eyes around him, that with the exception of tobacco he was doing very well.

He stepped back then and stood grinning, his long, heavily muscled arms hanging low at his sides, his mustache trying vainly to stick out in more directions than ever. Fairchild rubbed a hand across his eyes. "You 've got me!" came at last. "You don't know me? 'Onest now, don't you? I 'm Arry! Don't you know now? 'Arry from Cornwall!"

Eric's mare can't keep up with Norman." Nils went into the bar and attempted to pay his score. Big Joe, six feet four, with curly yellow hair and mustache, clapped him on the shoulder. "Not a Goddamn a your money go in my drawer, you hear? Only next time you bring your flute, te-te-te-te-te-ty." Joe wagged his fingers in imitation of the flute player's position.

Hermione's got a temperament that carries all before it." "I do wish I had a temperament," said Miss Townly. "I try to cultivate one." "You might as well try to cultivate a mustache," Mrs. Creswick rather brutally rejoined. "If it's there, it's there, but if it isn't one prays in vain."

And almost instantly the form of Harry, his acetylene lamp lighting up his bulbous, surprised countenance with its spraylike mustache, appeared at the mouth of the tunnel. "What the bloody 'ell?" he gasped, as he looked into the muzzle of the revolver. From down the mountain side came the shout of one of the deputies: "Sheriff! Looks like it's him, all right.

"This is too much, Jennison," came from the bed a voice that was pitifully weak; "why do you bring Yankees in here?" "Captain Brice is a friend of yours, Colfax," said the Colonel, tugging at his mustache. "Brice?" repeated Clarence, "Brice? Does he come from St. Louis?" "Do you come from St. Louis, sir?" "Yes. I have met Captain Colfax " "Colonel, sir." "Colonel Colfax, before the war!

She made him a mischievous bow, which had the effect of causing a trickle from the umbrella to fall across his budding mustache, and another down her own straight little nose a diversion that made them laugh together, although Randolph secretly felt that the young girl's quiet heroism was making his own trials appear ridiculous.