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'I was trying to break it gently to you that you are about to move from this house. Now. At once. Take your last glimpse of the old home, Sam, and out into the hard world. He looked at me inquiringly. 'You seem to be talking, young man; words appear to be fluttering from you; but your meaning, if any, escapes me. 'My meaning is that I am about to turn you out.

"I never heard that name before," said Tom. "We know a man in " And then, as Sam looked at him in a peculiar way, he added, "Oh, well, never mind. We don't know this fellow, anyway. I hope he gets over this trouble." By this time the sufferer had again recovered consciousness, but he was evidently very weak, and the doctor motioned for the Rover boys and the hotel man to leave the room.

But to be ever so good a boy does not carry one through the examinations that stand at the door of every road of life for those who are not wealthy. Sam knew he was the dull boy of Mr.

It was awkward work, because, if people saw them looking about, they'd 'ave started looking too, and twice Sam nearly fell over owing to walking like a man with a stiff neck and squinting down both sides of his nose at once.

"I want you," Jane Clemens said, "to repeat after me, Sam, these words: I do solemnly swear that I will not throw a card or drink a drop of liquor while I am gone." He repeated the vow after her, and she kissed him. "Remember that, Sam, and write to us," she said.

"Thank you for nothing," muttered Tom, under his breath. "Just you wait till I have a chance to square accounts, that's all!" "Hush!" whispered Sam. "They must not discover us." And then Tom became silent again. "Josiah Crabtree is in a fix, too," went on Dan, with something of a laugh. "He don't seem to know what to do." "Where is Mrs. Stanhope's daughter?" "I don't know. If Crabtree marries Mrs.

Then, he put his ear to the ground, to listen; he thought he could distinguish a voice, and so he began to run, and shouted again, but he heard nothing more and sat down, worn out and in despair. Towards midday, he breakfasted and gave Sam, who was as tired as himself, something to eat also, and then he recommenced his search.

Sometimes I'm sick of being mixed up in the thing, but I got myself elected to help straighten out things, and I'm certainly going to try." "That's right, Sam. With a few good fighters like you we can win out. Anything to beat the Consolidated." "Anything to keep our politics decent," corrected the other.

If we had come this distance under the burning sun we should have been parched." "Better move, hadn't we?" said Frank, a minute or two later, as he glanced significantly towards Sam. "I think we had," replied the professor, laughing. "I thought it was one of the camels."

The cavernous Customs sheds were congested with friends and relatives, and Sam Marlowe, heading for the gang-plank, was only able to make progress by employing all the muscle and energy which Nature had bestowed upon him, and which during the greater part of his life he had developed by athletic exercise.