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They reached the room in which they had dined, and were clamorously welcomed by Miss Oldbuck. "Where's the younger womankind?" said the Antiquary. "Indeed, brother, amang a' the steery, Maria wadna be guided by me she set away to the Halket-craig-head I wonder ye didna see her."
"Where's the place? Where's the place?" cried the impatient young woman, wildly turning the pages. "Here it is ma'am. At the top of the 'FASHIONABLE NEWS," said the landlady, pointing out the item.
After Vivian had for a few minutes acted audience, very little to his own satisfaction, he was relieved by Lord Glistonbury's exclaiming, "But Julia! where's Julia all this time?"
None knew the plot of the drama which had been finished now. All they knew was that the chief engineer had been killed by the guard. Very well, but who had shot Scout Gage? Sim Gage, looking up at the sky, felt the great arm of Flaherty, the foreman, under his head. "Easy now, lad," said the big man. "Easy. Lay down a bit, till I have a look. Where's the Docther, boys? Get him quick."
When a man knows his wife and daughters are at home, he feels safe. He is in no hurry to be there himself. This was the hour when every man in Jordantown was accustomed to know that. If any one had asked a single one of them the question, "Where's your wife?" he would have answered, "At home, of course!"
Why dunno yo' speak? Why dun yo' stare at me wi' your great pitiful eyes? Where's John? Weak as she was, she shook Margaret to force out an answer. 'Oh, my God! said she, understanding the meaning of that tearful look. She sank hack into the chair. Margaret took up the child and put him into her arms. 'He loved him, said she.
'Where's your mistress? he asks, and they call me, and I come on deck in my pink saut du lit, and there stands Bobby, the water running off him and the cup in his teeth. 'There's your bauble, he says. No, no, your eminence," she laughed, "it's too good to be true. Bobby will never steal the cup. He has never done anything in all his life but walk down Bond Street.
"Not a sign," I answered. "Yours was a triple combination," Ormond said. "Where's your cheerful partner; I liked him. Ah, excuse an unfortunate question a difference of opinion most probably?" "No," I answered. "We never had a difference of opinion since poor Johnston joined us. He lies somewhere in a nameless river we lost him crossing a treacherous ford two days ago."
This was Miss Adams, Dorothy's grand-aunt, and called Auntie Adams by all the children who visited her. They all tumbled out of the sleigh, and ran laughing into the house. Each was greeted by Miss Adams, and cries of "Where's Ponto?" and "Oh, here's Polly!" and "Hello, Tabby," were heard.
As the men caught his machine to steady it, he jumped lightly to the ground. "Where's Kennedy?" he asked, and then, without waiting for a reply, he exclaimed: "Queerest thing I ever saw up there. The dynamo wasn't protected by the sheet-lead shield in this flight as in the first to-day. I hadn't risen a hundred feet before I happened to hear the darndest sputtering in the dynamo.
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