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"What's the matter, little man?" she asked in a kindly voice. "O-o-oh!" wailed the youngster. "Pa and ma won't take me to the pictures to-night." "But don't make such a noise," said the dame, admonishingly. "Do they ever take you when you cry like that?" "S-sometimes they do, an' an' sometimes they d-d-don't," bellowed the boy. "But it ain't no trouble to yell!"
A multitude of feet were marching lock-step past the door to a chorus of giggling, stifled squeals and groans, while at intervals a voice choking with emotion rose in shrill accents: "There was an old woman all skin and bones, o-o-oh!" When it faltered and collapsed on the o-o-oh, the other voices joined in and dragged out the syllable to lugubrious and harrowing length.
"What what you How dare you?" he spluttered, only to sink back with a groan, "My head! O-o-oh! You've smashed my head!" "You're in luck that your head wasn't smashed," replied Blake. "It was a bullet knocked you over." "Bullet?" echoed Ashton. "Yes. Scoundrel up on the hill tried to get us both." "Up on the hill?" Ashton twisted his head about, in alarm, to look at the hill crest.
"What on earth is the matter, mosquito?" inquired Reade, with more sympathy than his form of speech attested. "Oh, dear!" wailed Alf. "So I gathered," said Tom dryly. "But who got behind you and scared you in that fashion?" "O-o-oh, dear!" "You said that before; but what's up?" "At first I was afraid I was going to die," Alf declared tremulously. "Yes?" "And now I'm afraid I won't die!"
The curtain-shifter had answered the signal of the prompter's bell, which at Miss Allison's direction was to be rung immediately after the last applause. Neither knew of the dilemma. A long-drawn "O-o-oh" greeted the beautiful tableau, and then there was a silence that made Miss Allison rise half-way in her seat, to see what had become of the interpreter.
The grim looking drab submarine chaser lay at the nearest dock, the faint spiral of smoke rising from her stack proclaiming that she was ready for immediate work. There was a tower, too, on the highest point on the headland from which a continual watch was kept above the town. "O-o-oh!" gurgled Jennie, snuggling up to Henri.
He wanted to be there, to be heard, to announce Sally's decision in a loud voice as his own. "What a man he is!" thought Sally. "Big kid. Got to have a say in everything. And he can't!" The last words were spoken aloud, so vehemently did she feel them. "He can't, because he doesn't know. O-o-oh!" She beat one hand upon the other, in a sudden passion.
Crippled Tammy Barr called out in shrill excitement, "Ailie! O-o-oh, Ailie Lindsey, there's the wee doggie!" "Whaur?" The lassie's elfin face looked out from a low, rear window of the Candlemakers' Guildhall at the top of the Row. "On the stane by the kirk wa'." "I see 'im noo. Isna he bonny? I wish Bobby could bide i' the kirkyaird, but they wadna let 'im.
"But I bought nine baseball dollar uniforms and a lot of gloves and two bats, and a real league ball out of my money, so the kids fired Sid and elected me. He isn't even on the team any more." "O-o-oh!" Truly John was becoming an important figure in the juvenile world. "And I've got a dollar and thirteen cents left for candy and peanuts," he concluded.
"Unfortunately, that can not be, gladly as I would do so," he answered sadly, extending his hand in farewell. "In a few days I shall return to Brussels." "To remain with the regent?" asked Barbara eagerly. "No," he answered firmly. "After a short stay with her Majesty, I shall enter the service of Don Luis Quijada, or rather of his wife." "O-o-oh!" she murmured slowly.
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