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It was late in this summer that she enforced briefly a demand for genteel raiment, and kept the boy up until ten-thirty of a sleepy evening to manicure his nails. The occasion was nothing less than the sixteenth birthday of Merle Whipple, to be celebrated by an afternoon festivity on the grounds of his home.
"Methought I was in Philadelphia, and here we are in Is it East or West Jersey, Peggy?" "Neither. 'Tis New Jersey, Sally." "But which would it be had they not gone together to make New Jersey?" persisted Sally. "It seems to me, miss, that for so sleepy a damsel thee is consumed with a great thirst for geographical knowledge," was Peggy's comment as she dipped her face in the washing bowl.
The policeman wore a big rubber raincoat, which was dripping wet, and in the gleam of a light, which Jeff's father made, the wet rubber coat glistened brightly. The policeman took the two little sisters of Jeff, and tucked them under his rubber coat. They were too sleepy to cry, having just been lifted from bed. "This will keep you dry," said the officer.
The wheels repeated the words in their rhythmic rotation; the horse's hoofs hammered them out on the pavement. The night clerk at the Argonaut Hotel, drowsing behind his desk, sat up with a start when he saw her. Ladies in such gala array were rare at The Argonaut at any hour, much more so at long past midnight. That this one was agitated even the sleepy clerk could see.
But trees and bushes grow above many of these ruins now; the miserable huts of a little crew of filthy Arabs are perched upon the broken masonry of antiquity, the whole place has a sleepy, stupid, rural look about it, and one can hardly bring himself to believe that a busy, substantially built city once existed here, even two thousand years ago.
"Here goes one, two, three," and off he flew again. Griselda shut her eyes and lay still. It was delicious the gliding, yet darting motion, like nothing she had ever felt before. It did not make her the least giddy, either; but a slightly sleepy feeling came over her.
By a tremendous effort he prevented entire unconsciousness from taking place and lay there half dressed and tremulous. "Well, I am a fool! I can't help it. I can't try any more to-night, for I am as weak and sleepy if I can get up and undress it's as much as I am capable of. But Bovey's all right.
The clerk thought. "No, I reckon not. There was Mr. Simmons but that was most an hour since." "Nobody else?" "No. Why?" The range-rider turned to the stairs, took them three at a time, and followed the corridor to Room 217. He hammered on the door with his fist. A sleepy voice wanted to know who was there. "It's Steve Yeager, Mr. Threewit. I wanta see you."
On the third night he had been at the pains to follow at his best speed, and had gone straight to Mrs Mothersole's house; but he had had to wait a quarter of an hour battering at her door, and then she had come out very cross, and apparently very sleepy, as if just out of bed; and he had no good explanation to offer of his visit.
It was fierce, sir, fierce! And yet those arms never trembled. I had to look around at her. Her eyes were still looking into mine, so deep and deep, and her red lips were still smiling with that queer, sleepy droop; the only thing was that tears were raining down her cheeks big, glowing round, jewel tears. It wasn't human, sir. It was like a dream.
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