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"And we have you and you do seem to know," responded the boy, trying the bow to make sure it would not shoot backwards. "Well, sis, you're a brick and Tavia, well, she is brick-dust, at any rate, but Jack well he is Jack, and that is all there is to it. I'm going to ask father to let him carry Bugles next week. What little he could earn would do something for him." "Mr.
It is, indeed, true that even these themselves do not always go exactly in the path of nature, but wherein they swerve, it is so little that you may always see the track; as horses that are led make many bounds and curvets, but 'tis always at the length of the halter, and still follow him that leads them; and as a young hawk takes its flight, but still under the restraint of its tether: "Exsilia, torments, bells, morbos, naufragia meditare . . . ut nullo sis malo tiro."
The thunder of the surf on the beach came clearly to their ears, even at that height. "What do you think, Sis? We've got lots of gasoline. The motor is working without a hitch. I'd hate to turn back now, particularly with that officer's eyes upon us, as in all probability they are." "Oh, let's keep on," exclaimed Peggy, casting prudence to the winds. "I feel like you, Roy.
A young girl in distress! Joe to the rescue! What could be more interesting? "Was she pretty, Joe?" she asked. "Blest if I know," her brother answered briefly. "Pass me some more of that roast veal, Sis. It goes right to the spot." With a sigh, Rose complied. Joe was so practical!
"That's the donkey blowing quitting time six o'clock. Well, come on up to the shack, Sis. Sam, you get a wheelbarrow and run those trunks up after supper, will you?" Away in the banked timber beyond the maples and alder which Stella now saw masked the bank of a small stream flowing by the cabins, a faint call rose, long-drawn: "Tim-ber-r-r-r!"
Eddie had important news for Sis, and he felt that now was the time to tell it before Marian blushed any redder, so he pulled her face up to his, put his lips so close to her ear that his breath tickled, and whispered without any preface whatever that she could marry Bud any time now, because she was a widow. "Here! Somebody Bud quick! Sis has fainted!
Chet grabbed Billy by the collar and dragged him away from the girls. Then, after whispering to the smaller boy, emphatically, for a minute, he let him go and rejoined his sister. "Now, what do you want to know, Sis?" he demanded. "All about it," said Laura, eagerly. "Is there really a sheriff's posse hunting him?" "Who's who?" asked Chet, in much amazement.
So beware!" For a moment or two the girls did not know whether or not to accept as truth the statement Will had made in such a dramatic manner. Then his sister Grace burst out with: "Oh, Will, is it really true? Is that the secret you were going to tell me?" "That's the secret, Sis! Isn't it a good one, and didn't I keep it well?" "You certainly did, but I didn't expect it would be that.
Sis rose from her chair, pale and furious, and advanced toward him as if to annihilate him with her blazing eyes. Such rage, such contempt, he had never before beheld in a woman's face. He sat transfixed. With a gesture almost tragic in its vehemence, the girl struck the papers from his hands. "O you mean, sneaking wretch! You "
Sweet Ladie, I am well acquainted with the worthy gentleman, But will not kill nor strike him, for I know He has just reason not to love you you Of all your sex; he told me so. Sis. His reason? Cou.
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