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I entertained the eagle, the vulture, the old billy-goat, and the black-pated, crimson-necked, blear-eyed, baggy, hook-beaked old marabou stork yesterday at dinner; and when Bob's aunt came to tea in the evening, and asked him what he had seen, he stepped up to her gravely, and said "First I saw the white bear, then I saw the black, Then I saw the camel with a hump upon his back.
"He has Ray with him," suggested Captain Turner. "I know that; but Wayne is butt-headed as a billy-goat on some points, and one is that he can't be taught anything about Indians. He's as innocent and unsuspicious and incapable of appreciating their wiles as the average Secretary of the Interior; and Wayne isn't the kind of man to be influenced by Ray's opinions.
"The place is simply taking up room,..." Andrey Andreyvitch had thought, looking blankly at the ravines, not understanding his daughter's enthusiasm. "There is no more profit from them than milk from a billy-goat." And she had cried and cried, drawing her breath greedily with her whole chest, as though she felt she had not a long time left to breathe.
Once on a time there were three Billy-goats, who were to go up to the hill-side to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was 'Gruff'. On the way up was a bridge over a burn they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly Troll, with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker. So first of all came the youngest billy-goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
On top Dick Haddon's big billy-goat was feeding greedily on the lush herbage of the Gaol Quarry; below, Dick and his boon companions were preparing for a tremendous adventure. After escaping from his room Dick had hunted up Jacker Mack, Phil Doon, and Billy Peterson.
"'You'd just as well come in and sit by the fire, said Mr. Wolf, unlatching the door. "But Mr. Dog and Mr. Billy-Goat thanked him kindly, and said they didn't want to carry mud into the house. They said they would just stand in the porch till the shower passed over. Then Mr. Wolf took down his fiddle, tuned it up, and began to play. In his day and time few could beat him playing the fiddle.
It was not until he had gotten two hundred yards from the machine that he stopped, realizing what had happened. The machine, of course, had been sabotaged. That would have been young Zoldy, whom he had killed, or that old billy-goat, Kradzy Zago; the latter, most likely.
The water was so wide it made tears come in his eyes; so deep that it made his legs ache; and so cold that it made his body shiver. "When Mr. Dog arrived safely on the other side he cried out, 'Aha! you are afraid! You've drowned poor Mr. Billy-Goat, but you are afraid of me. I dare you to fling a rock at me! "This made Mr. Wolf so mad that he seized the white rock and threw it at Mr.
"Where'd you ever know Chick?" demanded Myrtella with instant suspicion. "We both live on Billy-goat Hill. We always wave to each other when I pass by, don't we, Chick?" Chick, who was partially under the bed, still in his character of intrepid hunter, acknowledged the fact with such a torrent of enthusiastic incoherence that Myrtella interrupted sternly: "Come out here this minute.
Slow-moving, country figures, passing vehicles, a herd of some eight or ten cows preceded by a diabolic looking billy-goat, and followed by a lad astride the hind-quarters of a bare-backed donkey grew out of pallid nothingness as the carriage came abreast of them, and receded with mysterious rapidity into nothingness again. The effect was curiously fantastic and unreal.
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