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'Sleep well, it cried 'sleep well sle-e-ep we-l-l. We all stood astonished those who did not know Burmese wondering at the voice; those who did, wondering at the meaning. The sentries peered keenly towards the sound. 'Sleep well, the voice cried again; 'eat well. It will not be for long. Sleep well while you may.

"We-l-l, señorita," he began presently, "I theenk first mebbeso eet ees because Don Miguel find heem one leetle piece paper on the trail. I am see him peeck those paper up and look at heem for long time before he ride to me and ask me many question about the señorita and Señor Beel Conway those day we ride to Agua Caliente.

Ricks; quite true in ordinary cases," the Consul told him smilingly. "By the Holy Pink-Toed Prophet! I smell a mouse. Hum-m-m! That simplifies matters. We-l-l!

"Half a mile, nearly," answered Tod. "I think he'd want to be taken home," Mr. Fulton said hesitatingly. "If we could move him to the river bank I guess we could get him across all right to Lost Island, you know. His daughter's there to nurse him." "Lost Island?" questioned the doctor, raising his eyebrows. "We-l-l Son, can you make a stretcher?" turning to Budge. "Come on, Jerry.

"We-l-l," hesitated Mr. Fulton, "suppose we say I'll let you stay till morning or night, rather. Then we'll see." Jerry jumped out at this point and splashed his way to shore. He had a feeling that the two might want to talk without being overheard. Apparently he was right, as for a good five minutes the two conversed in low tones.

Many a time has he helped various unsteady gentlemen up the steps of their houses and stowed them carefully and noiselessly away inside, only to begin his rounds again, stopping at every corner to drone out his "All's we-l-l!" a welcome cry, no doubt, to the stowaways, but a totally unnecessary piece of information to the inhabitants, nothing worse than a tippler's tumble having happened in the forty years of the old watchman's service.

"What I mean," said Devers, "is simply this: that just so long as we have to appeal to an infantry staff officer I can never get my stables whitewashed." "We-l-l," said Mr.

God knows I do not forget!" and the youth's voice was hoarse with anguish. "Could it be undone, I would gladly undo the deed. But, tell me, Harris about her. Does she still live?" "Live? We-l-l, yes, if you can call staying living. Life is but a blank; better she had died ere she ever met you!" "You speak truly; better she had died ere she met me."

"Ruth will be ready, and so will I, to help in any way we can. But when are you to have a rest, may I ask?" "O-oh by and by. Lee and the others must have theirs first. They have been in saddle much longer and farther than I. When is Miss Harvey to have her rest, may I ask?" "We-l-l, I don't know. I'll say, 'perhaps by and by' too. Look! that man is calling you."