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I just want to know, I says, 'whether you're going to go on record as keeping here in our schools, among a lot of innocent boys and girls, a woman that drinks, smokes, curses, uses bad language, and does such dreadful things as I wouldn't lay tongue to but you know what I mean, I says, 'and if so, I'll just see to it that the town learns about it. And that's what I told Professor Mott, too, being superintendent and he's a righteous man, not going autoing on the Sabbath like the school-board members.
Luther Barr, once clear of the grounds, had removed his uncomfortably warm autoing mask and the two lads, as the car vanished in a cloud of yellow dust, both cried out his name in sharp astonishment. "Whatever can he be doing here?" exclaimed Billy. "I don't know; but you can depend on it he is up to no good," was Frank's reply. "The old fox, I wonder if he recognized us?" cried Harry.
"Say, this is a heap-sight better than sitting strapped in a small seat, with the wind cutting in your face!" exclaimed Larry, as he moved about the enclosed cabin. "It sure is mighty comfortable the last word in aeroplaning, just as Dick's touring car was in autoing," declared Paul, who had taken a seat at a side window and was looking out at some low-lying clouds.
"The minister of our church boards with me," she told the Grenoble woman, with pardonable pride. "I don't know of anybody else that takes boarders in Brookville." She added that she had an extra room. "Well, one of my boarders a real nice young lady from Boston has taken a queer notion to board in Brookville," said the woman. "She was out autoing the other day and went through there.
"I am mighty glad we are out of that," remarked Sam, as they left the rather uneven side road and came out on the smooth highway. "I must say, I don't like autoing in the water." "Pooh, that wasn't so bad!" replied Tom. "But it would be, I think, after a heavy storm, when the river was swollen. It must be getting late," he added.
Before the Boltwoods were seated, the waitress dabbed at non-existent spots on their napkins, ignored a genuine crumb on the cloth in front of Claire's plate, made motions at a cup and a formerly plated fork, and bubbled, "Autoing through?" Claire fumbled for her chair, oozed into it, and breathed, "Yes." "Going far?" "Yes." "Where do you live?" "New York." "My!
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