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Bobby, hating warfare in his present mood, sought to temporize: "It's all right, Hartley. Don't worry. I'll catch a later train." Maria relaxed. "Ah! Bobby still chooses for himself." "I'll have enough rumpus," Bobby muttered, "when I get to the Cedars. Don't grudge me a little peace here." Graham arose. His voice was discouraged. "I'm sorry. I'll hope, Bobby."
The consequence was that I had only to mention to the chief that I fancied I had detected cheating at that place, and that there was a likelihood of a row there last night, and he at once said he would send four men, to come in if they heard a rumpus; and he was, indeed, rather glad of an opportunity for breaking up the place, concerning which he had had several complaints of young men being plucked to the last feather.
So this was what caused the rumpus in the night! But come, dearie, 'tis rest ye want, sure!" She laid her and on Maren's arm and there was in its gentle touch something which broke down the last quivering strand of strength within the girl, striving to stand upright. "Yes, Madame," she said dreamily. "Yes, but he must have he must have broth and a bandage, wet"
Ruth's to be the chief councilor of my camp so interested in my scheme that she insisted on going up there to help me. And Mrs. Congdon thought that would be a fine place to hide her Edith while the family rumpus was on. I was to run with Edith as hard as I could for Heart o' Dreams, my girls' camp, you know, up in Michigan." "How stupid I am!
He was not one of the men who had issued in such dramatic haste from the Gregor apartment. "This man here saw you and another carrying someone across the fire escape. What's the rumpus?" The policeman was not exactly belligerent, but he was dutifully determined. And though he was ready to grant that this girl with the Irish eyes was beautiful, a man never could tell.
Philip was debating whether or not he had better turn back, for the moon was already edging the black ravine with fire, when a camp fire and the silhouette of a lonely camper loomed to the west among the trees. Philip puffed forth a prodigious cloud of smoke and seated himself on a tree stump. "My! My!" said he easily. "Must be our invalid and his rumpus machine.
"Would you like Mr Ernest and me to marry?" she asked. "Oh, I don't object," I laconically replied. "Well, I'll marry him as soon as ever he likes if I can get rid of 'Dora. I'll see 'Dora' and see if I can do it without a rumpus first, but if he hasn't got sense to be quiet, well, I won't give in without a fight.
"Now," he continued, seeing that we evinced a strong disinclination to return to our hammocks, "you just tumble into them hammicks and lie down, quick; you couldn't do a morsel of good, e'er a one of yer, if you was out there on deck you'd only get hurted or, mayhap, killed outright, and I've been specially told off to come here and see as neither of yer gets into trouble; you've both been good kindly lads, you especial, Muster Lascelles you've never had your eyes open to notice any little shortcomin's or skylarkin's on the part of the men, nor your tongues double-hung for to go and report 'em, so the lads is honestly anxious as you sha'n't come to no harm in this here rumpus."
"You won't say nothin' to git Cookie in a rumpus?" "Cross my heart to die, Cookie." "Well, den" Cookie spoke in a hoarse whisper "Cap'n say he forgit to take his gun ca'tridges. Miss Jinny, when he come back, I see him empty his gun ca'tridges out'n his belt and put back his pistol cartridges. So dere now!" I turned from Cookie, too surprised to speak.
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