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"It couldn't have been." "You've been drinking!" said Janet, slowly. Lise giggled. "What's it to you, angel face!" she inquired. "Quiet down, now, and go bye-bye." Janet sprang from the bed, seized her by the shoulders, and shook her. She was limp. She began to whimper. "Cut it out leave me go. It ain't nothing to you what I do I just had a highball." Janet released her and drew back.
"O, go along, Will Hen, and quit talking to your hat," laughed Will, picking up the hoe and beginning to attack some weeds. "Do you suppose I've nothing better to do than punching your soft head? Maybe I'll fight you some day when there's something to fight about, and then you won't be half as eager. Bye-bye!" At this Ted tittered with delight.
The Junior Service was going to bye-bye all round us, as happy as the ship's monkey when he's been playin' with the paints, and Lootenant Morshed and Jules kept bowin' to port and starboard of the superstructure, acknowledgin' the unstinted applause which the multitude would 'ave given 'em if they'd known the facts. On the other 'and, as your Mr. Leggatt observed, they might 'ave killed us.
"No, thank you, dear," said she, "Lawson won't do for me. Bye-bye." And so she slipped out, and, I've no doubt, told Mrs. Gnu that she had seen my bonnet at Lawson's. Isn't it too bad? Then she is so abominably cool. Somehow, when I am talking with Mrs. Croesus, who has all her own things made at home, I don't feel as if mine came from Paris at all.
Maybe can stea' from him. So fonnow 'long Missa Jan by day, by night, severow day doan' lose sight ole dissa tem. Bye-bye Missa Jan was trivvle ole night, and leach hotel early morning. He tole hotel-kipper: 'You giva me loom. I slip ole day. Nen tek his backage go' an' sivver, an' tek to bed wif him.
"Will Demi lie still like a good boy, while Mamma runs down and gives poor Papa his tea?" asked Meg, as the hall door softly closed, and the well-known step went tip-toeing into the dining room. "Me has tea!" said Demi, preparing to join in the revel. "No, but I'll save you some little cakies for breakfast, if you'll go bye-bye like Daisy. Will you, lovey?"
Lie down between the Drums an' go to bye-bye. Those two boys will watch your slumbers. Now I remember comrades Old playmates on new seas Whenas we traded orpiment Among the savages. Ten thousand leagues to southward, And thirty years removed They knew not noble Valdez, But me they knew and loved. Song of Diego Valdez.
Ta bye-bye, Chloe dear!" Miss Grahame looked in on her way to her own room to see that Miss Dickenson had been provided with all the accessories of a good night a margin of pillows and blankets
The sand hills sleep 'neath the moon And blink away at the sea, While they sing a little sand tune Which is plain as plain can be. Lullabye, Sleep away, Say, my little one, Bye-bye to the day. It was toward evening, and the Marsh Grass Vesper Quartette was seated at the edge of Shiner Pond.
"It couldn't have been." "You've been drinking!" said Janet, slowly. Lise giggled. "What's it to you, angel face!" she inquired. "Quiet down, now, and go bye-bye." Janet sprang from the bed, seized her by the shoulders, and shook her. She was limp. She began to whimper. "Cut it out leave me go. It ain't nothing to you what I do I just had a highball." Janet released her and drew back.
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