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"Bein' moved," said Scattergood, "more by cantankerousness than grief." "I'll venture," said Pliny, "that there'll be more'n five hunderd old residents a-comin' back, and where in tunket we're goin' to sleep 'em all the committee don't know."
You'd better take her. I should think there'll be a lot that'll want seeing to." Without looking up, Soames answered: "She won't go." "Won't go? What's the meaning of that? She's going to live in the house, isn't she?" Soames made no reply. "I don't know what's coming to women nowadays," mumbled James; "I never used to have any trouble with them. She's had too much liberty. She's spoiled...."
Now you boys scatter and get your crawling suits and hoods and masks, and we'll be ready for business. "I can see that there'll be no monotony in our young lives to-night," observed Frank to Bart, as they obeyed instructions. "Not that you can notice," agreed Bart. "The corp has quite a little program marked out for us." "So it seems."
Therefore he prudently held to the side of the road. "The next time I come into this village," said Mr. Luce, "I don't propose to be called names in public by any old salt hake that has pounded his dollars out of unfort'nit' sailors with belayin'-pins. I know your record, and I ain't afeard of you!" "There'll be worse things happen to you than to be called names."
"Ah! there's the old boy's secretary, too his bureau there'll be something in that that will amuse me mightily; but I don't think I shall sit up late. He was a rum old man, to say the least of it a very odd sort of man." With that he gave himself a shrug, as if some very uncomfortable feeling had come over him.
"Well," thought he, on his road: "I have heard of such men as that before, and I believe that when I was young I read of such: but I never expected to meet so black a villain! What had I better do? If I go and swear an information before a magistrate there'll be nothing but my word and his. Besides, he said nothing that the law could take hold of.
Now there'll be two of you crying. See which can make most noise. Now, Nelly! Well, I call this nice! At the sound of the child's voice, Thyrza at once restrained herself and rose from her chair. Totty managed to quieten her little charge, whom she took upon her lap. She did not look at Thyrza. 'Good-bye, Totty! said the latter, holding out her hand.
'Oh, I suppose there'll be the new person the woman with the dramatic contralto foghorn voice; and the usual people: Mr Cricker, Lady Everard, Miss Mooney 'Miss Mooney! I hope not! I can't stand that woman. I think she's absurd; she's a mass of affectation and prudishness. And Edith! 'Yes?
And there'll be other days when Clover and the rest will come in, as Elsie did just now, and you will be doing something else, and will feel as if their coming was a bother. But you must recollect that every time you forget, and are impatient or selfish, you chill them and drive them farther away. They are loving little things, and are so sorry for you now, that nothing you do makes them angry.
"That Jap's a sitting on the fire-escape watching. He grinned when I looked down." Orme pondered. "Help me out of this," he whispered, "and there'll be something in it for you." She moved impatiently. "Cut it out! I don't want nothing. You're a good sport, that's all." She paused. "Not that I'd mind having a present. But I don't want no money." Orme caught the distinction.
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