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"Who ever do you imagine she can be?" "I know," declared Bess. "She is Paul's sister." "Who told you?" demanded Cora. "Not a soul," Bess assured her; "but I saw you out in your car with her this morning. Isn't she nice." "Very. But being nice is not her strongest point. She is brainy." "O-h-h-h!" sighed Bess. "Then let's not take her up. Belle has brains enough for one town."
"He claimed the first right to the lady in question, and affirmed that it was your grace who had appropriated his wife " "O-h-h-h! when shall I have the opportunity of shooting him!" cried the duke. "By and by," soothingly responded the colonel. "He referred me to his friend, Baron Blowmonozoff, then staying at the same house." "Blowmonozoff! Yes, I know him. A very good fellow."
"Ice!" said Frank Harley. "Sawdust!" shouted Ford. "Fish!" said Dabney. "Clams, oysters, crabs, lobsters." Dick Lee had gazed in absolute silence up to that very moment; and all he could say now was, "Ah-h-h! O-h-h-h! Jes' ain't dey fine!" "Boys," said Dab, with a sort of loving look at the contents of that box, "do you suppose we can eat those fellows?" "Eat 'em!" exclaimed Ford.
"Poor Jacoba!" exclaimed Doña Pomposa; "her stern heart is heavy this day. But she has such a sense of her duty, Anastacia. Only that makes her so stern." "O-h-h-h, y-e-e-s." When Aunt Anastacia was preoccupied or excited, these words came from her with a prolonged outgoing and indrawing. "I must ask her for the recipe for those cakes the lard ones, Anastacia. I have lost it." "O-h-h, y-e-e-s.
Why, Lord love you, Throcker, a hundred thousand, if one." Madeira, taking charge of the probabilities in the case, moved toward the edge to support his estimate by measuring with his eye the distance down the crag. "Father, please be careful. Watch him, Mr. Steering, O-h-h-h!"
Every foot you carry a rock it gets twice as heavy." Some one among them dropped her burden; instantly they all let go. The boulders struck the road with almost as simultaneous a thump as when the drill-sergeant calls out "Ground arms." "Oh! I 'm nearly dead," said Mrs. Norton. "So 'm I," gasped Mrs. Dix, sinking down on the roadside grass. "O-h-h-h!" gasped Mrs. Plympton.
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