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It was her Government transportation she was waiting for, she cracked back to him smooth and natural; but such things had to go all the way to Washington to be settled, she said, and then come West again Hill said he 'most snickered out at that and she'd known cases when red-tape had got in the way and transportation hadn't been allowed at all.

Boche and Bibi-the-Smoker snickered at the nudes, pointing them out to each other and winking. The Gaudrons looked at the "Virgin" of Murillo, he with his mouth open, she with her hands folded on her belly. When they had been all around the Salon, Monsieur Madinier wished them to go round it again, it was so worth while.

Crow, who sat in a tree near-by. "Well," Mr. Crow answered, "who'll set you on your feet again if he doesn't?" "Don't you worry about me!" Timothy Turtle sneered. "I'll right myself as soon as there's a freshet. If there's a big enough rain the creek will rise as high as I am now. And nobody could keep me on my back in the water." Old Mr. Crow actually snickered.

She stepped to the front door, opened it, and with her pleasantest smile and softest tone of voice said: "Good morning, neighbors; you seem to be very much pleased at something. May I ask what you see to laugh at?" "Te-he-he-he!" snickered a little boy, who pointed to the side of the house, and the by-standers followed his lead, with a loud chorus of guffaws.

The others asked for beer. I said I'd take ginger ale. The boys snickered, and I noticed the barkeeper favoured me with a strange, searching scrutiny. Nevertheless, he opened a bottle of ginger ale. Afterward, back in the alleys, in the pauses between games, the boys enlightened me. I had offended the barkeeper.

He wanted to prove that he was innocent, and to wring from them the right to meet and to be received by his fellow laborers as one of themselves.... He saw the man stop beside a group, say something, turn, and point to him. Other men turned and stared. Some snickered. Bonbright could not bear it. He jostled his way through the crowd and sought refuge in the shop.

Oncle Jazon chuckled reminiscently and scratched the skinless, cicatrized spot where his scalp had once flourished. "Oh, several places," he answered. "Ye see thet hair a hangin' there on the wall?" He pointed at a dry wisp dangling under a peg in a log barely visible by the bad light. "Well, thet's my scalp, he! he! he!" He snickered as if the fact were a most enjoyable joke.

Long-Hair, who was not joining in the dance and song, turned when he heard these taunting words, and mistaking whence they came, went to Beverley's side and kicked him again and again. Oncle Jazon heard the loud blows, and considered the incident a remarkably good joke. "He, he, he!" he snickered, as soon as Long-Hair walked away again.

He's so big he looks like a calf, an' so old an' wicked he's gray-headed." "Let's have a shot at him," suggested the Woodpecker. "He's fair game. Maybe your Paw'll give us a quarter each if we kill him." Guy snickered. "Guess you don't know my Paw," then he giggled bubblously through his nose again. Arrived at the edge of the clover, Sam asked, "Where's your Woodchuck?" "Right in there."

"Walks pretty straight fer him, don't he?" snickered the first speaker. "He's not ben tight fer two days." "Bet ye a jack-knife he'll be spreein' it fer all he's wuth to-morrow." Fortunately these comments did not reach the ears of their object, who, all unconscious of the interest which he inspired, made good his way at a fairly rapid pace. Presently he stopped.