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"I suppose I mustn't speak to either of them, or David will be furious! I guess I'll go on and do as I like! There's Miss Crilly beckoning I promised her I'd walk a little way with her. Good-bye for now!" Miss Sterling saw Doodles come up a cross street, violin in hand, and run ahead to join Polly. She chuckled softly. "Where are we bound for to-day?" queried Miss Mullaly in her ear.
You hear Lady Latimer's name at every turn, but the old admiral is the backbone of Beechhurst, as he always was, and old Phipps is his right hand." "And Mr. Musgrave and my father?" queried Bessie. "They do their part, but it is so unobtrusively that one forgets them; but they would be missed if they were not there. Mr.
"Hocked it?" queried Giant. "Yes, pawned it fo' six dollahs." "Where?" "At Levy's store in Williamsport." "Where is the ticket?" asked Shep. "Heah in my pocket. I'se a poah man, dat's wot I am," went on Jeff Thompson. "I didn't hab no wuk an' I was des'prit. So I tuk dat watch. I meant to git it back some day." "No doubt," said Snap, sarcastically.
But I was in the middle of a Lenten retreat at the Sacred Heart, and I only received permission from my confessor to spend three days in all this gaiety." "When do you leave us again, Mme. la Duchesse?" queried Mlle. Marchand, the General's daughter, in a honeyed voice.
He reached into a compartment of his desk and drew forth a package of letters tied with red ribbon. "You can have these, Joey," he announced; "only I shouldn't advise keeping them where your wife may find them. They are your letters to your Honolulu lady." Joey let out a bleat of pure ecstacy and seized them. "You haven't read them, sir, have you?" he queried, blushing desperately.
And when I became a soldier, what do you suppose prevented my learning?" "Were your brains shot away, old Nonesuch?" queried the scholar sarcastically. "My brains, say you!" the old man cried indignantly. "And if they had been, Mr. Scholar, I would still have more than you. No; it was an adventure I had after Austerlitz. Ah, what a battle was that!
They did, too, all but one, an', although they had a chance to nail him, they let him alone." "Why was he let off?" queried Hamilton. "I reckon it was because he had a young wife an' a little child," the old man answered. "Now Jim Beaupoint, the one that had been away, he come home after a while, an' hadn't happened to hear about the wipin' out o' the Calverns.
A shadow lay in his eyes and his lips were sad. He had evidently been working, upon their arrival. He wore overalls, dusty and ragged; his arms, bare to the elbow, were brown and muscular; his thin cotton shirt was wet with sweat and it clung to his powerful shoulders. Anderson surveyed the young man with friendly glance. "What's your first name?" he queried, with his blunt frankness.
I'll be your real Prince Quippi not a a paper-doll, thinkish one, and come after you." "Clear from China?" Leigh queried. "Yes, when I'm a big soldier like my papa, and we'll go off to the purple notches and live." "You don't look like my Prince Quippi," Leigh insisted.
"They are men, sure enough," replied Jerry, "but you needn't get excited over it." "I'm not," went on Bob. "Only one of them is Mr. Blowitz, that's all." "Mr. Blowitz?" queried Jerry sharply. "Hush! He'll hear you," cautioned Rose. "Sounds carry very easily over water." "It is Mr. Blowitz," admitted Jerry. "I wonder what he's doing out here."
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