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Updated: July 7, 2025
I saw some lovely ones, blue and white, and some wild-cherry blossoms, too, down beside that little creek that crosses the trail almost at the edge of the town." Together they walked to the creek that burbled over its rocky bed in the shadow of the bull-pine forest from which Timber City derived its name.
"I don't give a damn about your cane," burbled my new captor frothily, his pink evil eyes swelling with wrath. "I'm staying," I replied calmly, and sat down on a curb, in the midst of my ponderous trinkets. A crowd of gendarmes gathered. "Very well, gentlemen," I said. "You will allow me to tell you something."
Happy was uncertain what to do or say. His impulse was to turn and go back, but he did not quite dare. "Are you a rebel, Tough?" he burbled the first thing in his mind, for lack of something else to say. The Tough looked at him contemptuously. Then, suddenly, the Tough's hard eyes flared with savage excitement and he moved swiftly on Happy.
Tired he was even to pain but while his limbs would keep still when he lay down, his eyes refused to close, and every tiny sound from nearby waters or distant jungle hummed and burbled in his ears until his head was full of waking thoughts that absolutely prohibited sleep. He gave up the struggle after a short while and determined to remain awake.
"Oh, by the way, Cecily, Quinn says that chap Gilbert Farlow's hanging about Scotland Yard...." "Goodness me, what for?" Cecily demanded in a startled voice. "He hasn't done anything, has he?" "No, of course he hasn't. He's trying to enlist!" "Enlist!" she said. "Yes. Silly ass not to ask for a commission!" said Jimphy. Boltt burbled about the priceless privilege of youth.
They followed a winding, grass-grown cart path for nearly half a mile before coming to Mammy June's house. The way was sloping to the border of a "branch" or small stream a very pretty brook indeed that burbled over stones in some places and then had long stretches of quiet pools where Frane, Junior, told Russ and Laddie that there were many fish "big fellows."
I'd ought by rights to be holdin' an inquest on the remains," Blister burbled cheerfully. June said nothing. She drew a long sigh of relief and looked at Bob to make sure that they were concealing nothing from her. He met her look in a kind of dogged despair. On this one subject he was so sensitive that he found criticisms where none were intended.
"I wonder if that trifle has got anything intoxicating in it?" she added. "I daresay," he answered. "Trifles usually have drink of some sort in them!" "I couldn't take it if it has anything intoxicating in it," she burbled. "Why not?" John demanded. "It'll do you no harm!" "Oh, I couldn't. I simply couldn't if it has anything intoxicating in it. We're very strict about intoxicants.
Garvington's gooseberry eyes nearly dropped out of his head, and he babbled, and burbled, and choked, and spluttered, until his wife was quite alarmed. "Freddy, you always eat too fast. Go and lie down, dear." "Yes," said Garvington, rapidly making up his mind to adopt a certain course about which he wished his wife to know nothing. "I'll lie down, Jane."
Of ten words found interesting to adolescents, murmur was the favorite, most enjoying its sound. Lullaby, supreme, annannamannannaharoumlemay, immemorial, lillibulero, burbled, and incarnadine were liked by most, while zigzag and shigsback were not liked.
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