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Joanna's cocked her eye on this fellow and Belvedere's cake's dough see him yonder!" Now following the speaker's look, I perceived Captain Belvedere descending the quarter-ladder, his handsome face very evil and scowling; spying me where I lay, he came striding up and folding his arms, stood looking over me silently awhile. "Lord love me!" he exclaimed at last in huge disgust and spat upon me.
We'll leave it there, go away, and come back again; and if the cake's gone we know they are there." "We shall know some one is there," Fred said thoughtfully. "Yes, we shall know that Scar is there," he added with more show of animation, "for no one but us two know of the existence of that hole. He must have come out and found your brother." "Shall I bait the trap, then, sir?" said Samson.
"After all the pains we took to make things lively for him, so he wouldn't get bored and think he was having a poor time!" regretted Pythagoras. "And us watching every word we spoke so as not to give it away," wailed Emerald. "Cake's all dough," muttered Demetrius. Ptolemy regarded the three disapprovingly. He had the old inscrutable look, the look that foreboded mischief, in his eyes.
Now, it was this innocent joking on his part that started all Claude's trouble. Mrs. Smith called a couple of days later and had her joke with 'Cindy. "'Cindy, your cake's all dough." "Why, what's the matter now?" "Claude come along t'other day grinnin' from ear to ear, and some currant pie in his musstache. He had jest fixed it up with Nina.
Meier came and took her by the hand. His fat face was pale and sweating, he seemed almost awestruck by Cake's calm. He drew her out of the dressing room and through a crowd of people, men and women with painted faces, some beautifully, some extravagantly and strangely dressed. They all stared. One woman shook her head. A man said: "Search me! I never saw her before." Then Mr.
At the supper table Dora behaved like a little lady, but Davy's manners left much to be desired. "I'm so hungry I ain't got time to eat p'litely," he said when Marilla reproved him. "Dora ain't half as hungry as I am. Look at all the ex'cise I took on the road here. That cake's awful nice and plummy.
The girl sat down half-crying, half-laughing in her vexation, while Aun' Sheba shook with mirth in all her ample proportions. "Dat ar cake's gwine to be dough for eber mo', Missy Ella," she said. "I'se feerd you'se case am bery serus. Yit I worries mo' 'bout Missy Mara. Heah now, honey, you jes dun beat out. You sit down an' Missy Ella an' me'll finish up in a jiffy.
I never could see why you should go short, an' you all 'elpin' on the war as 'ard as you could." Brownie's indifference to national considerations where her nurselings were concerned was well known, and nobody argued with her. "Any'ow, the cake's there, an' just you try it it's as light as a feather, though I do say it." Once in the kitchen Norah and the boys went no further.
And through the middle of it all, in single file their topmasts, yards, and cordage showing above the murk as pale and dumb as skeletons at every flare of the havoc, a white light twinkling at each masthead, a red light at the peak and the stars and stripes there with it Farragut and his wooden ships came by the forts. "Boys, our cake's all dough!" said a commander in one of the forts.
"Oh, miss!" she murmured. "Them will be nice an' fillin. It's fillin'ness that's best. Sponge cake's a 'evenly thing, but it melts away like if you understand, miss. These'll just STAY in yer stummick." "Well," hesitated Sara, "I don't think it would be good if they stayed always, but I do believe they will be satisfying."
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