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"'Twas rare luck that brought her to thine abode this afternoon, for our case was well-nigh hopeless, and soon it would have been too late, for once Sir John gets to this country sh! Didst hear something stir hereabout?" "Nay, 'twas naught but the wind; but when thou dost speak of Penwick, thou hadst better whisper."

"I had a good look at her 'long about five o'clock from the woods across from her house. She's a heap sight older but I knowed her all right." "You are sure?" "Sure as my name is " "Sh!" "Course I'm sure. She was Owen Carter's widder. He was killt by a tree fallin' on him. Oh, I got a good memory. I can't afford to have a bad one. I remember her as plain as if it wuz yestiday."

She, for her part, joined the austere nurse in saying, 'Sh! sh! and in simulating consternation at the spectacle behind the screen, Miss Sara jumping up and down in the middle of her bed with wild brown hair swirling madly about a laughing but mutinous face.

"I've banged into more trees than " "Sh!" After a moment of silence, intensified by the mournful squawk of night-birds and the chorus of katydids, Sprouse whispered: "Did you hear that?" Barnes thrilled. This was real melodrama. "Hear what?" he whispered shrilly. "Listen!" After a second or two: "There!" "It's a woodpecker hammering on the limb of a "

The dozen people gathered in the Donovan living-room said so, quite frankly. Suddenly the clock struck eleven times. Mrs. Donovan burst into a perfect storm of tears. "She should have been in her bed hours ago!" she sobbed. "An' where is she? Where's Mary Rose?" "Sh sh!" There was a step on the stairs. It seemed as if everyone stopped breathing to listen. Larry Donovan jumped to the door.

She looked up from her tubs on the back porch to say, "Wish you'd take that bucket " then seeing what was slinking behind her son, straightway assumed the role of destiny with, "Git out o' here!" Stubby snapped his fingers behind his back as much as to say, "Wait a minute." "A woman gave him to me," he said to his mother. "Gave him to you?" she scoffed. "I sh' think she would!"

"Sh sh sh " said all three. The faint swish of bushes as Lieutenant Boggs's ten men scuttled into the brush behind them the distant beat of the army's feet getting fainter ahead of them, and then silence dead, dead silence. "Sh sh sh!"

The possibility of a new set of tents or the lumber for a motorboat appeals to me more than blowing the money in on a show; that is, it does when I stop and think soberly about it." "Right-o!" said Romper. "That's what I call common sense," asserted Nipper Knapp. "Just the way we all should look at it," insisted Bud Weir, leader of the Blue Heron patrol. "And if we were to sh! Listen, fellows!

A whistled signal or two first made them certain of each other's identity, and then the one who had crossed the bridge gave utterance to an oath, expressive of his anger, as he demanded: "Where has he gone?" "How should I know?" growled the other. "I waited where you told me to wait, and finding he didn't come, I moved down to meet him, but he don't show up." "'Sh! Not so loud.

Perhaps he exaggerated the risk; but their fortunes at Condillac had reached a point where they must not be jeopardized by any chance however slight. "To your chamber, mademoiselle," he whispered fearfully, and he pointed to the door of the inner room. "Lock yourself in. Quick! Sh!" And he signed frantically to her to go silently.