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Updated: June 15, 2025


"Answer, Peter, some one speaks to you," said Rend-your-Soul, carelessly. "No, it is to you I speak," said the Gascon impatiently. "No," said the buccaneer. "How so?" replied the chevalier. "You said 'comrade; I am not your comrade; my servant is, perhaps." "Zounds!"

Maude was listening entranced, with parted lips; Constance carelessly, as if she knew all about it beforehand, and were chiefly amusing herself by watching the rapt face of her fellow-listener. "Long years thereafter," resumed Dame Agnes, "ay, and even now, men said and say, that at times ye may yet hear the sound and see the sight of the drowned cities of the Lyonesse.

"Any old time will do for that," declared Bobolink, carelessly, whereupon Old Dan Tucker gave him a look of dismay, and sadly shook his head, as though he did not indorse such a foolish theory at all.

'So longed the founders of Babel, answered Argemone, carelessly, to this tirade. She had risen a strange fish, the cunning beauty, and now she was trying her fancy flies over him one by one. 'And were they so far wrong? answered he. 'From the Babel society sprung our architecture, our astronomy, politics, and colonisation.

After remaining with her long enough to relate the few trivial events of his ride, Mr. Carling descended to his study to occupy himself at last with the volume of the Times. It lay on his table in the shape of a large flat brown paper package. On proceeding to undo the covering, he observed that it had been very carelessly tied up.

"Then you should have worn gloves," said he carelessly, "for I've been able to think only of your finger nails and to wonder WHAT can be done with hands like that. Thank you for a pleasant talk." He bowed and smiled. "Good-by. Oh Miss Gordon sent you her love." "What IS the matter, Mr. Dorn?" cried the girl desperately. "I want your friendship your respect. CAN'T I get it?

My hair and beard are turning grey, I thought to myself; should they not respect me at least for that? "Yes, you're lovelier still tonight," says the man again. I come up alongside them, touching my cap carelessly, and pass on. "I'll tell you this much: you'll gain nothing by it," says Fruen. And then: "Here, you've dropped something," she calls to me. Dropped something?

It was quite dark and he could not see what the old fellow was doing, though he evidently was doing nothing about shoving off and getting under way. At last he limped over and peered into Alf's face. "Ten sen," he said. "Yes, I know, ten sen," Alf answered carelessly. "But hurry up. American schooner." "Ten sen. You pay now," the old fellow insisted.

A fresh and lovely pink rose, just opening full from the bud, lay in the bottom of the basket. There was a rustling somewhere in the house and a murmur, above which a boy's voice became audible in emphatic but undistinguishable complaint. A whispering followed, and a woman exclaimed protestingly, "Cora!" And then a startlingly pretty girl came carelessly into the room through the open door.

"What in blue blazes are you doing outside the pen?" "Attending to the same business as you are after a slice of the bank coin," replied the short man, carelessly. Wagg got to his feet and banged his fists together. "Do you dare to walk right up to a guard of the state prison and and " He balked in his demand for information; Mr.

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