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Give the names of three common Sea-weeds. What is the colour of the weed found in deep water? Why cannot Sea-weed grow in very deep water? In what way are sea plants most useful? Or all the queer children of Nature which live in the sea, the Jelly-fish is one of the queerest. You often find it on the shore, especially after a severe storm.
Pen blushed again, and said, "Why, yes, he had written verses." "And does the fair one respond in poetry or prose?" asked the Major, eyeing his nephew with the queerest expression, as much as to say, "O Moses and Green Spectacles! what a fool the boy is." Pen blushed again.
He seized handfuls of the flying letters and made the queerest sentences out of them, longer and faster-moving than the first ones. "Time is the arch-deceiver. It drives things past us in a hurrying flock. We snatch at them.
He lighted a lamp and set it on a chair, and also stirred the fire in the little stove in Sadie's room before he went to milk. "Wisht Lizzie'd come oftener. Wonder why she don't. She don't seem near as stuck-up as she used to. Say, Luther, Lizzie told me th' queerest thing: she says th' way a mother feels before a baby's born makes a difference.
To Miss Bracy the queerest thing about the girl was the quiet practical manner she had put on so suddenly. "You said, miss, that Mr. Frank wants to make amends on a 'supposed' point of honour. Don't you think it a real one?" Miss Bracy's somewhat high cheekbones showed two red spots. "Because he offers it, it doesn't follow that you ought to accept.
"I don't know why, but, Mescal, sometimes I have the queerest ideas when I catch your eyes watching, watching. You look at once happy and sad. You see something out there that I can't see. Your eyes are haunted. I've a feeling that if I'd look into them I'd see the sun setting, the clouds coloring, the twilight shadows changing; and then back of that the secret of it all of you Oh!
The next morning, as she was preparing her extremely frugal breakfast, consisting of bread without butter and a little weak tea, she heard the postman climbing all the way up to her attic floor. His double knock sounded on her door, and a letter was dropped in. She took it up: it was from her mother. She opened it languidly. Mrs. Aylmer wrote in some distress: "The queerest thing has happened.
"It's the queerest thing I ever heard of," exclaimed Clay. "I don't pretend to understand it. The man was serious in all he said, too." "There was something familiar about his face," observed Nugget. "At least I thought so when I first saw him." "Why, that's just what struck me," replied Clay eagerly. "I never saw him before, but I have seen some one that looks like him."
"I told you I was going to Brampton before the term begins just to see you, didn't I?" "Yes, but I didn't believe you," said Cynthia. "Why not?" he demanded. "Because it's my nature, I suppose," she replied. This was too much for Bob, exasperated though he was, and he burst into laughter. "You're the queerest girl I've ever known," he said. Not a very original remark.
"I'll make a note of it. I have a good memory, Pringle and good friends. Give me some water, someone. I feel sick." Espalin brought a canteen. "Take your time, Chris," said Lisner. "Tell us when you feel able to go." "I'll be all right after a little. Say, boys, it was the queerest feeling coming to, I mean. I could almost hear your voices, first.