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"But if he wasn't treated well and was jawed at and not let go to school?" pleaded Chester. Clemantiny gave Miss Salome a look as of one who would say, You're bat-blind if you can't read between the lines of that; but Miss Salome was placidly unconscious. She was not really thinking of the subject at all, and did not guess that Chester meant anything more than generalities.
I I liked it." "I am afraid it does matter. It makes a mess of everything, and it's all my fault. I spoiled things. I've got to go." "But you will come back?" she pleaded. He shook his head. "It is better not, Madeline. I'm sorry." She snatched her hand away from his, her eyes shooting sparks of anger. "I hate you, Ted Holiday. You make me care and then you go away and leave me.
Jennings did all this, and always pleaded his employers' orders; nay, if any grumbled, as men would now and then, he would affect to think it strange that the gentlemen guardians, with the landlord at their head, could be so hard upon the poor: he would not be so, credit him, if he had been born a gentleman; but the bailiff, men, must obey orders, like the rest of you; these are hard times for Hurstley, he would say, and we must all rub over them as best we can.
The Massachusetts member of Congress, Alexander Rice, pleaded with the President for his native citizen. The complication was that Burrage was a captain when captured, but a private again soon after, and the rebels would probably hold him at the higher rate if an exchange was allowed, while the Union War Department stood for his being but a common soldier.
Bertha, in spite of her aunt's contemptuous glances, could not help burying her face in her handkerchief again. "What absurdity!" sneered the countess; but she began to experience a vague sensation of uneasiness. "Come! come! do come!" pleaded Bertha. "Since it seems the only way to put an end to this hysterical exhibition of yours, Bertha, I will go and reprove Maurice for his lack of respect."
Tony pleaded. "I think you had better not," Vincent replied. "You see the Jacksons might at any moment learn that she is here, and then she might be questioned whether she had seen you since your escape; and it would be much better for her to be able to deny having done so. But you shall see her next time you come, whether I am able to make any arrangements for your escape or not.
You have no excuse to offer for not having been here. What else is it?" "Not that, sir! Not that!" pleaded the lieutenant. "Anything but that!" "A traitor, a coward, I say!" "General Beauregard!" cried a high-pitched voice out of the darkness, shrill and unnatural with terror and fatigue.
I can talk better when you are not here. I'll soon bring him around." "Father," pleaded Miss Cahill, timidly. From behind her back Ranson shook his head at the post-trader in violent pantomime. "She'd better go outside and wait, hadn't she, Mr. Cahill?" he directed. As he was bidden, the post-trader raised his head and nodded toward the door.
He was remembering the last visits of the lion and the elephant and the rhinoceros. "They might find a name for it," the rabbit pleaded. Then the Man nodded and the rabbit scuttled off. They hadn't long to wait before they heard a deep breathing and grunting. Struggling up the frozen path to the cave came all the animals that God had created.
She led him into their cheery quarters, and seated him in his old arm-chair and came and nestled beside him. "What is there to grieve about, dear?" she pleaded. "What does it really matter to us? We have health, home, our boys, each other quite enough to live on Why should it so distress you? Indeed, I almost cried aloud, 'Is that all? when you showed me the message. I feared so much worse.
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