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She was so young that till then she had thought there were three fixed species of people the young, the middle-aged, and the old and she had never before realised that young people must become old, or stop living.
Jack struggled to break free, but there was powerful strength in Dal's fingers for all his slight body build. "I tell you, he was here just a minute ago." Dal felt a hand grip his collar then, and Tiger was dragging them apart like two dogs in a fight. "Now stop this!" he roared, holding them both at arm's length. "I said stop it!
"Don't don't run me into the ocean!" he spluttered, and, watching his chance, ran out of the water and up the beach. But Dick was now thoroughly aroused, and he made after Baxter. When he got close enough, he put out his foot and sent the bully sprawling. Baxter came down on some rough sea-shells, cutting his face and hands in several places. "Oh! oh!" he howled. "Stop it!"
An imposing cavalcade was being brought to a sharp stop; for the outriders had suddenly perceived the open inn entrance, with its raised portcullis, and they were shouting to the coachmen to turn in, beneath the archway, to the paved court-yard within.
On Wednesday he went off in a fair wagon with his young wife, and in Stuttgart bought with a portion of his savings many articles of household furniture, less to stop the gossips' tongues, of which he took no heed, than to do her honor in his own eyes.
Knowing they could not give it a fatal wound at the intervening distance, in the uncertain light, they stopped firing and set out in pursuit. Cortlandt paused to stop the bell that still rang, and then put his best foot foremost in regaining his friends.
"O Rollo!" said she, calling out to him suddenly, as if she recollected something; "stop a minute." So Rollo came back to hear what she had to say. "You are going pretty near the village." "Yes," said Rollo. "And could you be so kind as to do an errand for me?" "Yes," said Rollo; "what is it?" Then Dorothy went to her work-table, and began to open it, saying all the time,
A hand was laid upon her arm. She turned a look of astonished questioning upon the man who had ventured to touch her. "Stop, please," he said; his voice was breathless as of one in great agitation. "Mrs Macmichel, I think you owe my wife a call? I want you to pay it now at once " "It is very kind of you; I " "You mustn't make excuses. You mustn't deny me. You must go; and you must stay."
He had to stop giving the Kid jolty rides on his knees, but that was because the Kid was getting too big for baby play, the Old Man declared. The Kid was big enough to ride real horses, now, and he ought to be ashamed to ride knee-horses any more.
'Halloa! said he. 'Stop! Where are you going! Stop! Girl number twenty stopped then, palpitating, and made him a curtsey. 'Why are you tearing about the streets, said Mr. Gradgrind, 'in this improper manner? 'I was I was run after, sir, the girl panted, 'and I wanted to get away. 'Run after? repeated Mr. Gradgrind. 'Who would run after you?
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