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Do you think I'm one of those putty kind of girls? I tried to argue with her but well, you know what suffragists are; she wouldn't budge. 'Dick, she exclaimed at last, 'what am I thinking of? I can drop down, as you said, and get the ladder over to you. I'd thought of that, of course, but I couldn't stand the idea of her falling and perhaps getting hurt. 'You mustn't do it, Kitty, I declared.
Thou hast risen and put on strength, and thou settest in glorious splendour into the underworld. Thou sailest in thy boat across the heavens, and thou establisheth the earth. East and West adore thee, bowing and doing homage to thee day and night." The vignettes reproduced in the editions of Davis, Renouf, and Budge help considerably in following the line of thought.
Budge rested on his oars and they looked eagerly about. In the center of the haven lay anchored a rusty black sloop about forty feet long, a dory swinging at her stern. From her cabin drifted the sound and smell of frying fish, mingled with men's voices. "Might as well take the bull by the horns," said Budge. He rowed directly up to the sloop.
"O Uncle Harry, we haven't been out to see the goat to-day!" "Budge," I replied, "I'll carry you out there under an umbrella after lunch, and you may play with that goat all the afternoon, if you like." "Oh, won't that be nice?" exclaimed Budge. "The poor goat! he'll think I don't love him a bit, 'cause I haven't been to see him to-day. Does goats go to heaven when they die, Uncle Harry?"
In consideration of the promised faithful observance of these conditions I agreed that Budge should be allowed to come alone to Sabbath school, which convened directly after morning service, he to start only after Maggie had pronounced him duly cleansed and clothed.
"What do you say, Budge?" "Same here," agreed Roger. The long-drawn shriek of a locomotive rose from the valley-bottom. "There's the five-ten!" ejaculated Lane. "I pity Whittington when his dad finds how things have gone." "Percy isn't the only one who needs sympathy," said Spurling, soberly. "What about his father?" "I'm sorry for 'em both," was Lane's comment.
Those in the edge of the water, were easily shoved out, but the others were too heavy to budge. "Hi, there! Dot, shall I bring out the lunch for the raft?" called Don, as he bethought him of going back to Dot. "Yes, an' hurry up, 'cause I think this raft is movin' some toward the river!" replied Dot, anxiously. "Ah, naw, she ain't!
"Only, Father," she articulated with inordinate distinctness, "you might just as well understand here and now, I won't budge one inch toward Nunko-Nono not one single solitary little inch toward Nunko-Nono unless at London, or Lisbon, or Odessa, or somewhere, you let me fill up all the trunks I want to with just plain pretties to take to Nunko-Nono!
All of the settlers' horses were thirsty, and some refused to budge from the stream until they had slaked their thirst. "Do you think they will be caught?" asked Dan, as he swept along beside his father. "They will not be caught if they can help it," replied Mr. Radbury, with a faint smile. "They know it will go hard with them if we do come up with them." "What of the wounded?" asked Ralph.
It would be like his folly at such a moment to run his head into a noose. "But he shall not be hurt if I can help it. Who is this wise woman who sends the message? Methinks I have heard Rachel speak of her ere now. Well, I can but go visit her and hear what she would have to say. I know the house in Budge Row; I took Rachel to the door once.
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