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But wouldn't a fellow come down like sixty, though?" "Betchy!" We'd look up again, and somebody would say: "Aw, come on. Less go over to Boggs's hill." "Thought you was goin' down Dangler's." "Yes, I know, but all the other fellows is over to Boggs's." "A-ah, ye're afraid." "Ain't either." "Y' are teether." "I dare you." "Oh, well now " "I double dare you." "All right. I will if you will.

"A-ah!" She gave a little cry. "What is it?" "Nothing, darling. I've just found the children's letters. That's all right! They will keep. No hurry now!" She turned to him, clasping them. She tucked them into her frilled blouse. She cried quickly, gaily: "Oh, how typical this dressing-table is of you!" "Why? What's the matter with it?" said Hammond.

"There's no denyin' he has elegant manners," commented his hostess, as the door closed behind him. "I never wish to see a nicer young man. Well, girls, what do ye think of him!" "The poor fellow was shy, m'mah," said Juliana. "He kept blushin' every time I looked at him." "A-ah, g' long!" exclaimed Bridget, with startling warmth. "Not a blush on him, then!

"Hearty, is it?" said Mrs. McNally, craning her short neck. "No happy, maybe no, that's not it. Healthy, that's it! 'He is very healthy." "Laws!" said Henrietta, "that's a quare thing to be sayin'. Who cares whether he's healthy or not?" "A-ah, me dear," returned her mother sagely, "when ye get to my age ye'll know it makes a great deal o' differ especially to a farmer. The poor d'da!

Hold your spoon properly! You wait. I'll show you, you horrid boy! Don't dare to whimper! Look straight at me!" Fedya tries to look straight at him, but his face is quivering and his eyes fill with tears. "A-ah! . . . you cry? You are naughty and then you cry? Go and stand in the corner, you beast!" "But . . . let him have his dinner first," his wife intervenes. "No dinner for him!

The monotonous twitter soothes to sleep like a lullaby; you drive and feel you are falling asleep, but suddenly there comes the abrupt agitated cry of a wakeful bird, or a vague sound like a voice crying out in wonder "A-ah, a-ah!" and slumber closes one's eyelids again.

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