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Well, that's a clever little girl, a clever little girl. And if she has to drink a spoonful of medicine, she won't make a murmur, I'll be bound. Not like some little girls. What? Eh? 'I take it if mother wishes me to, said Joyce. 'Ah, there now! That's the style! That's what I like to hear from a little lady in bed because she's cut her knee. That's the style
"When he finished that one, I said: 'Now, I don't like to insist but as my goods are all here it won't do any harm to look at them. "With this the old man turned on me and said: "'Looker here, young man, I've told you twict that I don't want to buy any of your goods. Now, you just get them in your grip and get them out of here right quick; if you don't I'll throw them out and you with them.
"You two have that certain look that spells trouble. What gives?" "No trouble," Rick answered swiftly. "We just need a little help." Duke Barrows glanced up from the proof sheets he was editing. "When Spindrift needs a little help, there's always a story in it. We'll make a deal, won't we, Jerry? You give us the story and we'll supply the help."
And he begins to call her pet names of all kinds and beg her please, if she won't get off complete, to set somewheres else a minute, fur his chest he can feel giving way, and his ribs caving in. He called her his plump little woman three or four times and she must of softened up some, fur she moved and his voice come stronger, but not less meek and lowly.
"Yes; I ask you to be very gentle and fastidious with me in your thoughts; not even to call me Calypso in your thoughts." "What you ask I had given you the first moment we met." "Then you may call me Calypso in your thoughts." "Calypso," he pleaded, "won't you tell me where to find you?" "Yes; in the house of Mr. Cardross. This is his house." She turned and stepped onto the lawn.
"I hope, now, you won't suspect me of being a spy, and trying to pick up pointers which might serve us later on in a hotly contested game," he went on to say. "Fact is, I'm so much of a baseball crank that I live and move and have my being in the great game.
If he keeps on at this rate, he'll be worth payin' attention to in a couple of months more. Won't he, Bill?" This to the farmhand, who obligingly halted. Mr. Shay made constant and impartial use of the name Bill. Except in a very few instances, he applied it to all males over the age of two, and he did it so genially that resentment was rare.
"Ho," says Bill, looking at me as if 'e would eat me. "Why don't you do it, then?" "I'd sooner you did it, Bill," says the boy; "still, I don't mind which it is. Why not toss up for it?" "Get away," says Bill. "Get away afore I do something you won't like, you blood-thirsty little murderer."
"When it's all over," he confided gaily to the old man, "we ought to pinch off about ten per cent of the winnings, and put up a monument to absinthe frappe the stuff Relpin had been drinking that day. They'll give us a fine public square for it in Paris if they won't here in New York.
" Oh, I can't get anything here." " They won't keep you?" he remarked, intuitively. " They can't" said Carrie. " I'll tell you what you do," he said. " You come with me. I'll take care of you." Carrie heard this passively. The peculiar state which she was in made it sound like the welcome breath of an open door. Drouet seemed of her own spirit and pleasing.
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