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But now appeared the "Linda Riggs' crew," as Laura called them, and their shiny, new sled. Out of the enveloping grove which masked the side of Pendragon Hill it came, shooting over the last "thank-you-ma'am" and taking the ice with a ringing crash of steel on crystal. "Got to hand it to 'em!" exclaimed Walter, with admiration. "That's some sled Linda's got." "So's ours," Bess said stoutly.
Well, I don't think you're very nice to laugh about it, Patricia. I wouldn't like to take any one out to a sleighride, and have 'em banged around, oh, o-o!" It was a "thank-you-ma'am" in the middle of the road that caused Arabella's angry speech to end in a little shriek. It was useless for Patricia to try to hide her merriment. She could not help laughing.
She did not know till much later that owing to the thank-you-ma'am which they reached simultaneously with the word "suddenly" that when Mr.
Thus I have commonly avoided the Great White Road the broad, smooth turnpike rock-bottomed and rolled by a State without so much as a loitering curve to whet one's curiosity, nor a thank-you-ma'am to laugh over, nor a sinful hill to test your endurance not so much as a dreamy valley!
The old carryall leaped a thank-you-ma'am clean. When it struck, the hickory wheels bent to the storm, but did not break. Instead, they shot their load into the air. A low-hanging branch swooped down and swept the canopy, supports and all, off the carryall. William never looked back. Lewis clung to the back of the front seat. "D-d-dad," he stuttered, "p-please don't say anything more to him!
"If I couldn't get ten pounds for him, just like that, with a thank-you-ma'am, I'm a sucker that don't know a terrier from a greyhound. Sure, ten pounds, in any pub on Sydney beach." And ten pounds, metamorphosed into quart bottles of beer, reared an immense and radiant vision, very like a brewery, inside his head. A scurry of feet in the sand, and low sniffings, stiffened him to alertness.
As well as we could tell from her back, she was not so much indignant as she was determined. Thus we do not believe that she willfully drove over every rut and thank-you-ma'am on the road, scattering us generously over the tonneau, and finally, when Aggie, who was the lighter, was tossed against the top and sprained her neck, eliciting a protest from us.
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