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Do they wear helmets like that?" asked Jill, with the brush-handle in her mouth as she cut a fresh batch of flaps. "May be he was postman to the gods, so he is put on stamps now. The Prussians wear helmets, but they have spikes like the old Roman fellows. I like Prussians ever so much; they fight splendidly, and always beat. Austrians have a handsome uniform, though."
"Though the likeness generally gets submerged at first, it comes to the surface again in the end." "Don't risk it," continued Elizabeth Gibbons. "What has been done once," said Prochnow, motioning with a brush-handle toward the charcoal sketch, "can be done once more." Prochnow handled his brushes with the same firmness and confidence that he had shown in handling his crayon.
There was nothing for it but olives, and though olives had no savor of originality, the little crescent ones were picturesque, and if you picked them out of the bottle with the end of a brush-handle, sharpened to a point, and the other person received them with their thumb and finger, the whole act was indisputably Bohemian.
“Who are they for?” said Rollo. “I will mark them,” said he. So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender brush-handle was standing up in this hole. When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box, LUCY.
"I think," replies Phil after pensively tracing out a cross-wrinkle in his forehead with the brush-handle, "that mischeevious consequences is always meant when money's asked for." "Lookye, Phil," says the trooper, sitting on the table. "First and last, I have paid, I may say, half as much again as this principal in interest and one thing and another."
But at last she heard the door open, and Dick came up slowly with his usual heavy tread. She made neither sign nor stir, but allowed him to get past her, and then, raising the brush-handle, she landed him one across the back. The poor man uttered a long cry, and the crash of broken glass was heard. 'What did you hit me like that for? he cried, holding himself with both hands. 'You beast, you!
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