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Dennis's cheek grew paler than it had been in all his sickness, and then as suddenly became dark with anger. His eyes were terrible in their indignation as he advanced a few paces almost fiercely. She trembled violently and shrunk further away. "You thought I was dead?" he asked, sternly. "Ye-e-s," in the same unnatural whisper.
"I'm not very good at keeping names and faces in mind," she replied, "unless they belong to people I have known very well." "Indeed!" his voice dropped to the 'cello-like undertone now; "isn't that a little unkind? I fancied that we knew each other very well! My conceit is not to be pandered to, I perceive." "Ye-e-s does it seem that way?" said she, ignoring the last remark.
"Oh, she's rather a little thing; rather dark, I told you that; seems devoted to music." "And you didn't tell what she wore." "Why, what they all wear. Something light and rather fluffy." "Just like a man. Is she pretty?" "Ye-e-s; has that effect. You'd notice her eyes." If Philip had been frank he would have answered, "I don't know.
Moments when the inharmonious becomes harmonious, the indiscreet discreet, the inefficient efficient, and the inevitable evitable. I mean," she corrected herself hurriedly "You know what I mean! If you have not felt it you have read it!" "I have," he said thoughtfully. "We have both read it in the same novel. She is a fine writer." "Ye-e-s."
"Get up," said the boy, with a pale, determined face that seemed to have got much older. "You leave me be," said Susy. "Do you want me to go away and leave you?" asked the boy. Susy opened one blue eye furtively in the secure depths of her sun-bonnet, and gazed at his changed face. "Ye-e-s." He pretended to turn away, but really to look at the height of the sinking sun. "Kla'uns!" "Well?"
"Then that must be a good long jag he's had which I don't believe," interjected Cal. "Somebody," said Pink meaningly, "ought to have gone along with him; this thing wouldn't uh happened, then." "Ye-e-s?" Chip felt that the remark applied to him as a foreman, rather than as one of the Family, and he resented it.
"Do you like it?" he asked after we had examined it silently for a moment. "The idea is certainly original," I answered evasively. "Yes, but do you like it?" he repeated "Which?" I asked, "the bird, or the idea altogether?" "The idea altogether." "Oh! ye-e-s," I drawled as indifferently as I possibly could. "It is a very chaste conception on the whole but " "But what?"
"I don't know any other Woodpeckers who come down on the ground at all." "Tut, tut, tut, tut!" scolded Jenny. "Think a minute, Peter! Think a minute! Haven't you ever seen Redhead on the ground?" Peter blinked his eyes. "Ye-e-s," he said slowly. "Come to think of it, I have. I've seen him picking up beechnuts in the fall. The Woodpeckers are a funny family. I don't understand them."
"But ye-e-s, I did feel somewhat pleased she is so like me, and so uncommonly handsome!" "Humph! there's a reason! Did she tell you how she discovered it herself?" "Let me see no I think not she simply mentioned the fact." "She did not tell you either, I suppose, that you had more sisters than herself?" "More than herself! No. That would be a little too much of a good thing!
"It strikes me that he is sharing with them already," said Christie, glancing bitterly round the cabin; "sharing everything ourselves, our lives, our tastes." "Ye-e-s!" said Jessie, with vaguely hesitating assent. "Yes, even these:" she showed two dice in the palm of her little hand. "I found 'em in the drawer of our dressing-table." "Throw them away," said Christie impatiently.
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