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Well, you can't have it, do you see, because it's mine." Not a lot of explanations of the "You see, darling." No such nonsense. Or if a child wails unnecessarily for its mother, the father must be the check. "Stop your noise, you little brat! What ails you, you whiner?"

I ain't taking summer boarders." "Aw, have a heart, bo " Johnny's code was simple and direct, and therefore effective. He had brought this fellow to Sinkhole for a purpose, and he did not intend to be thwarted in that purpose just because the man happened to be a whiner. Johnny went over to the bunk, grabbed Bland Halliday by a shoulder and a leg, and hauled him into the middle of the cabin.

His eyes twinkled sharply under their fleshy lids; but he exhibited no outward curiosity over the two strangers who had dropped down on his island. "That woman!" Margaret exclaimed disgustedly to Falkner as they went back to the camp. "Our excellent hostess? What is the matter with her?" "She's a whiner!" Margaret replied hotly. "The woman is always the whiner, it makes me despise my sex.

While it's in the stall it may hold up, and paw, and whiner, and feel as spry as any thing, but the leather strap keeps it to the manger, and the lead weight to the eend of it makes it hold down its head at last. No. Mr. Slick's Opinion of the British.

It isn't because of anything you did; it's just that I feel I can talk to you more freely than to any one I know. I don't mean whine. I hope I'm not a whiner. If I've blundered, I'm willing to to take my medicine, as you would say.

The treatment must be directed at first to the physical factors, and with these conquered the acquired forms of anhedonia usually yield readily. It would be interesting to consider other types related to the anhedonic personality. The complainer, the whiner, the nag, all these are basically people who are hard to satisfy.

Several other speakers followed. All spoke forcibly and to the point. The last to speak was the Reverend Mr. Whiner. The reverend gentleman, in rising, said that he confided himself and his fellow-boarders to the special interference of providence. For what they had eaten, he said, he hoped that Providence would make them truly thankful.

Six boys and a whiner were asleep in their bunks in the log cabin when that awesome sound first smote the air. Outside the wind had nearly died down. Dick Prescott, the first to waken, felt a cold chill creep down his spine. "Wow-ow-ow-ow-ow! Whoo-oo-oo-oo-oo!" "Wh-wh-what is it?" gasped Dan Dalzell, sitting up in his bunk. "I don't know," Dick admitted.

"You proud fool! Marcoline rightly called you a whiner. Who is your God? How do you serve Him? You are either a hypocrite or an idiot. Do you think that you, a priest, serve God by decoying an innocent girl away from her home? Do you serve Him by profaning the religion you do not even understand?

"I don't know about anybody else," said she sweetly and gently, "but I do know about me." "No use too late. I've lost my nerve." He began to sob. "It's because I'm unstrung," explained he. "Don't think I'm a poor contemptible fool of a whiner. . . . Yes, I am a whiner! Susie, I ought to have been the woman and you the man. Weak weak weak!"