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O-o-oh, look at that student's nose. Who hit him? And look at Rufus. What have you boys been doing?" Her little Greek officer of infantry had stopped the mob from flowing into the room. Coleman looked toward the door at times with some anxiety. Nora, noting it, waved her hand in careless reassurance; " Oh, it's, all right. Don't worry about them any more. He is perfectly devoted to me.

Do you know my father's nearly crazy? It'll serve you right if he tries to kill you. He'll take his gun and put some cold steel in you. O-o-oh! Even if this marr this thing can be annulled it'll hang over me all the rest of my life!" Perry could not resist quoting softly: "'Oh, camel, wouldn't you like to belong to the pretty snake charmer for all your " "Shut up!" cried Betty.

"But he must have a nicer bed than I have, though mine is very nice so nice that I couldn't wish a better." "It's not the bed I care about: it's what is in it. But you just open that window." "Well, mother says I shouldn't be disobliging; but it's rather hard. You see the north wind will blow right in my face if I do." "I am the North Wind." "O-o-oh!" said Diamond, thoughtfully.

"O-o-oh!" The Swede, tightly gripping his valise, tacked across the face of the storm as if he carried sails. He was following a line of little naked, gasping trees, which he knew must mark the way of the road. His face, fresh from the pounding of Johnnie's fists, felt more pleasure than pain in the wind and the driving snow.

He delved into the side pockets of his coat and pulled out two books. "O-o-oh!" breathed Marylyn. "All I had, but maybe you'll like 'em. They're love stories." The shadow beyond the firelight claimed her again. From the lean-to came the sound of Lancaster's voice. It was shrill with anger. A great sadness came over the storekeeper. "I wish I could come down often and look after things," he said.

Despite him, however, a third batsman got away from him, and from Greg, and now the bases were full. "O-o-oh, Dick!" It was a wail, full of despair. Though he paid no direct heed to it the sorely pressed young pitcher put up his left hand to wipe the old sweat out of his eyes. His heart was pounding with the strain of it. Dick Prescott, born soldier, would have died for victory, just then.

She's just acting nutty. And as for when your name is mentioned O-o-oh!" "My name?" Carroll was genuinely surprised. "Yes siree-bob!

"O-o-oh, don't!" begged Grace. "Don't be a goosie," said Bess. "The bear won't hear us. He must be dead a long time now, if he hasn't been heard of since Rhoda was born." "Well, you know, bears hibernate," ventured Grace Mason. "They go to sleep and don't wake up, sometimes, for ever and ever so long." "Not for fifteen years," laughed Rhoda.

Curly had told her what he was going to do. And now what will that reckless boy do, with his grandmother waiting for him and every other window in the house locked?" "What are you doing there, Ruthie?" grumbled Ann. "O-o-oh! it's cold," and she drew her comforter up around her shoulders and the next moment she was asleep.

"O-o-oh, dear! how funny!" giggled Frieda, and Eugene began slowly rowing his boat lakeward. "Be sure you bring me a nice fish," she called. "Be sure you're here to get it when I come back," he answered. He saw her with the lattice of spring leaves behind her, the old house showing pleasantly on its rise of ground, some house-martens turning in the morning sky. "What a lovely girl," he thought.