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"B-r-r-r!" exclaimed Teddy. "You'll 'b-r-r-r' worse than that before you get through," growled a performer. "Why?" " 'Cause it means what somebody said the other night trouble." "What kind of trouble does it mean?" asked Phil. "I don't know. Some kind of a storm, I guess. You can't always tell.
Now rabbits don't sell very well on rainy days, especially white rabbits. Their fur gets all wet and roughened up, and they look more like half-drowned rats than pretty, fluffy bunnies. Fluffy was taken out of the basket first, but nobody took any notice of her, and when she came back she was all wet and shivery. "B-r-r-r, it's awfully wet outside," she said, shaking with the cold.
"B-r-r-r! isn't it cold in here?" "We really ought to speak to the janitor about it," said Nan, demurely. "He isn't giving us enough steam. I shall move into another apartment before next winter if they can't heat this one any better." They whiled away the morning in conversation and reading. They had to sit with their furs on.
The boys stood, with shoulders hunched forward, shivering, their teeth chattering, not knowing where they were and caring still less. They knew only that they were most uncomfortable. The glamor was gone. They were face to face with the hardships of the calling they had chosen, though they did not know that it was only a beginning of those hardships. "B-r-r-r!" shivered Teddy.
B-r-r-r," shivered Stacy Brown. "It is a very common thing to find them in caves," added the Professor. "But I never have had the pleasure of observing the formation before." "I can show you some better than these," stated the guide. "I know of a cave, not so very far from here, that is as big as a church, and a regular picture of one, too." "Is this the end of the cave?" asked Ned.
While Georg was pacing up and down the room, Adrian gathered his books together, saying: "B-r-r-r, Junker, how you look to-day! One might be afraid of you. Mother is in there already. The tinder-box is rattling; she is probably lighting the lamp." "Are you busy?" asked Georg. "I've finished."
"You won't have to go?" she put in quickly. "No," he murmured. "It isn't necessary, at this particular stage of the game. But I wouldn't mind popping a whip over a good string of dogs, just the same." "B-r-r-r!" she shivered involuntarily. "Four hundred miles across that deep snow, through that steady, flesh-searing cold. I don't envy them the journey."
However lie turned his eyes away, the fat heretic face had forced him to look at it. Meanwhile he had felt as if the devil himself was already stretching out his arm from the ample sleeve to seize him by the collar. "B-r-r-r!" he repeated, and hurried off to Saint Leonhard's chapel in the Golden Cross, where he sprinkled himself eagerly with holy water, and then sought Master Adrian.
Now, as he flung himself wearily down on the lounge for a bit of rest, he became conscious of the muffled b-r-r-r of a dynamo. That accounted in a measure for the electric lights, but still left our lad in a daze of wonder at the nature of his surroundings.
He had heard the dialogue between the boys, and understood well what had been done. "That was a brave thing to do, Master Ned." "Thank you, Professor. Suppose you try to cast that rope to me. I'm afraid I shall never be able to hold on here alone as long as Tad did. B-r-r-r, but it's cold!" he shivered. The Professor tried his hand at casting the lariat.
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