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He stood firm beside his friends. He made his enemies fear him. All strong men must have enemies, I suppose. They must make them." I looked at her, troubled, puzzled, but burning at her praise of Captain Jack. "Dolly," I cried, "you are not well. Why won't you come back to Maryland?" She did not reply to that. Then she faced me suddenly. "Richard, I know now why you insisted upon going back.
So I started on the tracks, and followed them, till it got dark, as best I could, though they sometimes led me over the rocks and hard earth, in such a way that I could only guess at 'em. When night came, I was pretty near this spot, but I was puzzled. I could n't tell where to look further, and I was afeared of gettin' off altogether.
I bet you know everything in the handbook, don't you?" "I wouldn't know the handbook if I met it in the street," Hervey said. Skinny seemed a bit puzzled. "I had a bicycle that a big fellow gave me," he said, "but it broke. Did you ever have a bicycle?" "Well, I had one but I lost it before I got it," Hervey said. "So I don't miss it much," he added.
This makes me bold to offer you a price for your farm, should you be disposed to move farther westward or northward, out of their way. I know how to deal with fellows of their character, though I should be puzzled if I had redskins to guard against, or a new country to clear. What say you now to twenty thousand dollars? It will go a long way westward.
With that word, at that moment, Brute gave him a feeling of guilty foreboding. "Don't call me 'father!" snapped Goat angrily. "But you say call you father," protested Brute, the puzzled frown wrinkling his brow. "What I call you if I not call you father?" "Don't call me anything. Say 'sir. What did you want to say?" "Father, sir," began Brute again, "Adam forget. Adam fall."
Without any effort they struck out a distinction, which has puzzled learned men in church and state, the difference between serving a man and being his property. Being asked how they conducted themselves on the 1st of August they said they had no frolicking, but they all went to church to "tank God for make a we free."
Dea Flavia stood there still and calm, her young face scarce less white than the clinging folds of her tunic, her unfathomable eyes fixed upon the pathetic group at her feet: the weeping girl and the dead woman. She seemed almost dazed like one who does not understand and a quaint puzzled frown appeared upon the whiteness of her brow.
They might have been two puzzled children that had met one another on a path that neither knew. But Joan was the stronger character. "I want you to give me up that box," she said, "and to come away with me where I can be with you and take care of you until you are well." Mrs. Phillips made yet another effort. "Have you thought about him?" she asked. Joan answered with a faint smile.
In a moment they were standing in the road beside her, and Ruth was telling the story of the woodland road, and of Winifred waiting beside the pony-cart under a big oak tree. "And Fluff just ran by, headed for home," she concluded. "I thought it was Fluff who raced past us. I was sure it was he," said Gilbert. They were now puzzled what course to take.
Nelly had expected, at the very least, to be sent supperless to bed, but instead, grandma gave her all she could eat, and, but for the strange preoccupied manner which so puzzled her, the child would have been very comfortable. When, led by her mamma and attended by Winnie, she went up-stairs she found that her couch had been removed into her grandmamma's room.
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