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Oh-Pshaw, who had been sent after a suit of Tiny's that afternoon, had apparently made a pretty thorough job of it. "Somebody must be playing a joke on you," Katherine remarked tranquilly, although she was conscious of the lump that Tiny's one remaining stocking made under her middy. "Never mind. Tiny, I'll go out and borrow some things for you to wear."
The natives managed, however, to carry off a goat, which, as it was of value for the purpose of stocking other islands, it was necessary to recover. This, however, was not done till several canoes and some houses had been burned.
I doesnt call these woods, Madam Effingham, where I lose myself every day of my life in the clearings. If there be anything wanting to your comfort, name it, Leather- Stocking; if it be attainable it is yours.
How can I thank you enough? He was tugging to withdraw the boot, but no skill that he could exercise would move it without tearing. At last she said: 'Don't try any longer. It is not far to the house. I can walk in my stocking. 'I'll assist you in, he said. She said she did not want help, nevertheless allowed him to help her on the unshod side.
He had not reckoned, perhaps, that she would look so pretty, lying back in his big Oxford chair, with furs thrown open so that her white throat showed, her hair gleaming, a smile coming and going on her lips; her white hand, with polished nails, holding that cigarette; her brown eyes, so unlike Gyp's, fixed on him; her slim foot with high instep thrust forward in transparent stocking.
She turned over lazily, and then burst out laughing as something caught her eye at the foot of the bed a huge football stocking, assuming extraordinary shapes by reason of strange packages within it, while from the top a monkey on a stick grinned at her. Norah jumped up and brought the stocking back to bed for examination, weak with laughter when she had finished.
At the end of every needle she drew a deep breath, and felt the stocking carefully to make sure there were no "nubs" in it. She talked about the "severe drowth" and some painful cases of sickness, after which she took out her snuff-box, and then the three ladies saw that she had something particular to say. "Where is your little boy, Maria?" She always called Mrs.
Someone had to do something, or, so it seemed to your daughter and me, your Louisville and Transcontinental deal was a gone goose." "It was more than that. I might have come pretty near being a gone goose along with it. Not quite gone, perhaps I should have had a few cents left in the stocking but I should have lost a lot more than I care to lose. So it was bull luck, hey? I don't believe it.
My first thought was to run after Delia; but a quick surprise made me rub my eyes with wonder 'Twas the sight of a sorrel mare among them a mare with one high white stocking. In a thousand I could have told her for Molly. Three seconds after I was at the tavern door, and in my ears a voice sounding that stopp'd me short and told me in one instant that without God's help all was lost.
"Why, Polly Howland, it's pitch dark, and midnight! I know it is," she protested. "How do you know there are stockings there, anyway?" "I was shivering and when I reached over to get the puff cover my hand touched something bumpy. I've felt of it and I KNOW it's a stocking. I never thought of having one, for I thought all those things were way back in little girl days.
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