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'Put her feet into slippers, and then onto that waxed floor phew! Madeline raised a foot and regarded her shapeless house-moccasins dubiously. In previous winters, both at Circle City and Forty-Mile, she had danced many a night away with similar footgear, and there had been nothing the matter. But now well, if there was anything wrong it was for Malemute Kid to know, not her.
Even Gleave put things in front of me as though he didn't see me, and when I caught the watery eyes of the old dogs, they both seemed to make faces and go 'Yah!" "It was weird, and would have been frightfully funny if I hadn't known that sooner or later I should have to stand up and take my dose. Phew, it was a ghastly meal.
They roused him like an electric shock. "Through Feltonville?" She nodded, compressing her lips, but saying nothing. "Phew! This is a tough nut to crack. But are you sure that is to be tried?" "Yes; there is a scheme for a few monopolists to buy up mill privileges and run factories at Feltonville; and they mean to make the road serve them, instead of its being put where the public need it."
"Yes," answered both brothers. "Well, those bonds have been stolen." "Stolen!" gasped Sam. "You don't mean it, Dick!" came from Tom. "I do mean it. The bonds have been stolen, and, try my best, I can't get a single clew as to where they went or who took them." "Sixty-four thousand dollars! Phew!" ejaculated Sam. "That's some loss!" "But please don't blame Dick," broke in Dora.
You are really horrid! . . . At your age you ought to be living, skipping, and jumping, chattering, flirting, falling in love." Volodya looked at the sheet that was held by a plump white hand, and thought. . . . "He's mute," said Nyuta, with wonder; "it is strange, really. . . . Listen! Be a man! Come, you might smile at least! Phew, the horrid philosopher!" she laughed.
To their great relief the engine of the dirigible, which had hovered stationary above the galleon during the men's talk, was once more set in motion and the big air-ship drove off at a rapid pace. "Phew! that was a narrow escape," exclaimed Frank. "I don't want many more like that, I can tell you."
As he spoke, Jefferson shot up to the boat's side, where half a dozen eager hands dragged him in. "Phew!" he said, shaking the water from his face and head, "that beast has cost me my knife and my cutlass." He had sheathed them both in the shark before the ugly beast was done with. The spectators gave him a cheer. "That's sharp work, Jack," said Harry Girdwood. "Sharp, indeed."
A second later his head popped out on the other side of the Smiling Pool. "Phew, I'm glad I'm not a fish!" exclaimed Peter and everybody laughed. "You may well be glad," said Old Mother Nature. "You wouldn't stand much chance with Little Joe around. Like Billy Mink, Little Joe is a great traveler, especially up and down the Laughing Brook and the Big River.
Because she has gone through some form, some ceremony, repeated a horrible oath that she doesn't understand, to say that she belongs to that man, is his, like his horse or his house, phew! That's mere animalism. Human souls belong to themselves! Most of all the soul of a delicately sensitive woman like Isabelle! She gives, and she can take away.
"After my mother was in this country about six years, she met my father and married him. My uncle approved of the match, although he told my mother he wished she had married a Frenchman instead of an American. They all went to live at a place called Watchville on the seacoast. My uncle was then writing a great work on ancient history to be issued in ten big volumes." "Phew!
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