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Do you get on comfortably together?" He was silent. Then with some embarrassment: "You know I've begged you never to talk of those matters." "Dear me, why's that?" she cried, beginning to grow vexed directly. "I'm sure I won't eat your wife if I DO talk about her. Dear boy, why, every woman's worth " But she stopped for fear of saying too much.
And if that is not the reason why the chalk is being sent into the sea, then there is another reason, and probably a far better one. For, as I told you at first, Lady Why's intentions are far wiser and better than our fancies; and she like Him whom she obeys is able to do exceeding abundantly, beyond all that we can ask or think.
"Why?" said Margaret. He lowered his voice. "This is between friends. It'll be in the Receiver's hands before Christmas. It'll smash," he added, thinking that she had not understood. "Dear me, Helen, listen to that. And he'll have to get another place!" "Will have? Let him leave the ship before it sinks. Let him get one now." "Rather than wait, to make sure?" "Decidedly." "Why's that?"
Why's he putting champagne into the piano?" asked Tatan Nene in great astonishment as she caught sight of him. "What, my lass, you don't know why he's doing that?" replied Labordette solemnly. "There's nothing so good as champagne for pianos. It gives 'em tone." "Ah," murmured Tatan Nene with conviction. And when the rest began laughing at her she grew angry. How should she know?
Another way was to repeat a poem from a book called "Songs for the Little Ones at Home," the same book which had furnished the "Landing of the Pilgrims" and "Try, Try Again." It began: "What! Looking in the glass again? Why's my silly child so vain?"
And here's a chap who wants to syndicate it for a bunch of Sunday papers: big offer, too. That's from Ann Arbor. And this oh, this one's funny!" He held up a small scented sheet to Betton, who made no movement to receive it. "Funny? Why's it funny?" he growled. "Well, it's from a girl a lady and she thinks she's the only person who understands 'Abundance' has the clue to it.
Now I ask you' he fixed his eyes on her with the expression of a fanatic 'I ask you, was there ever a beekeeper or a general or a sea-captain as was anything to boast of, being married? Never! Marriage kills the mind! Why's bees clever? Why's the skip allus full of honey at summer's end? Because they're all old maids! 'The queen inna. They all come from her.
A few among them watched, and even followed her a little way as she turned the corner into Fourteenth Street. "She goes home by the Third Avenue L," said Carlotta. "Sometimes I've walked with her that far. H'lo! Why's Fowle goin' east in a taxi! He lives on West Seventeenth. Betcher a dime he's after Winnie." "Whadda ya mean after her?" cried another girl.
Ducrow honly because his feelin's wouldn't allow him to keep him no longer after the death of the first Mrs. D., who invariably rode him. "And why's that?" asked Captain Walker. "Why is he safer on Sundays than other days?" "BECAUSE THERE'S NO MUSIC in the streets on Sundays.
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