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I don't think it's necessary for me to say any more than that!" His face was hard, his tone accusing. "I tell you, you have no right to mention Miss Presson to me!" cried the other. "I'm taking it on myself, and I'm giving you a chance by doing it," retorted Linton. "The story is bad enough now. But you'll be drummed out of this State if you insult an innocent girl in the way you plan to do."
All a lie! . . . The war was progressing finely. On the Eastern frontier the French troops had advanced through the interior of Alsace and Lorraine. "But Belgium is invaded, isn't it?" asked Dona Luisa. "And those poor Belgians?" Desnoyers retorted indignantly. "That invasion of Belgium is treason. . . . And a treason never amounts to anything among decent people."
I don't suppose the Taverne Splendide belongs to you?" "An impromptu bit of acting," confessed the abashed Julien. "And this attic? Was that hired for the same comedy?" "No. This is mine, really." "I don't understand. Why have you done it all?" "If you want to know the truth," he said defiantly, "so that I could keep on seeing you." "That's a very poor excuse," she retorted.
But what's this got to do with that wanderin' tramp?" "They're all the same thing, colonel, and in my opinion that there tramp ain't no more alive than that figger was." "But YOU were the one that saw this tramp with your own eyes," retorted the colonel quickly, "and you never before allowed it was a spirit!" "Exactly!
Harriet's manner was so superbly disdainful, yet there was so much pity in her tone, that the boys flushed painfully. "You won't lose us again the same way don't worry about that," George Baker retorted, with some heat. "But when are you going for a ride in the launch with us?" "Why, I think we are ready now," smiled Miss Elting.
"The apaches," laughed Jeanne, "were swept away into the army on the outbreak of war, and they've nearly all been killed, fighting like heroes." "There are the old ones left, who are worse than the young," retorted Toinette. No. Mademoiselle could teach her nothing about Paris. You could not even cross a street without risk of life, so many were the omnibuses and automobiles.
"And you are too old to make such impertinent remarks," retorted Godolphin, reddening with anger. "Faith, I like this spirit, my Hotspur," said the stranger, coolly. "If you are really going to put up for the night at B , suppose we sup together?" "And who and what are you?" asked Percy, bluntly. "Anything and everything! in other words, an actor!" "And the young lady ? "Is our prima donna.
"I said that if somebody hadn't been there to help carry this basket I wouldn't be here by now," retorted Rosalie. "You'd better hold your tongue!" These words were uttered in such a shrill tone that they brought a tall old woman to the door. "Who are you going on at now, Zenobie?" she asked, calmly. "She's mad 'cause I'm late, grandmother; but the basket's awful heavy," said Rosalie.
"We will take the decent surprise, the friendly demur, the conscientious scruple, for granted. Now, honestly, do you believe I've got the making of a lawyer in me?" "I don't think you're very well, Halleck," Atherton began. "Ah, you're a lawyer! You won't give me a direct answer!" "I will if you wish," retorted Atherton. "Well." "Do you want to give it up?" "Yes." "Then do it.
For a moment I was struck dumb with surprise. What was this strange fire deep down within my father's soul that could give out such a flash? Confusedly I wondered. A sudden idea crossed my mind. "But if that's how you feel," I retorted, "why are you always talking about the battleships we need? You want a big navy " "Yes," he snapped, "to keep this country out of war!
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