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Updated: May 19, 2025
Chatterer looked at Happy Jack. Happy Jack looked at Danny Meadow Mouse. Danny looked at Striped Chipmunk. Striped looked at Johnny Chuck. Johnny looked at Whitefoot the Wood Mouse. Then all looked at Old Mother Nature and shook their heads. "I thought as much," said she. "Jimmy is wonderfully well armed, but for defense only. He never makes the mistake of misusing that little scent gun.
I couldn’t bear the idea of her being criticized by every empty-headed chatterer belonging to the Cause. And as, apart from that, nothing mattered much, why, then—I would get this over. But it appeared that I had not reflected sufficiently on all the consequences of that step.
"Be still, chatterer!... Freia the good, Freia must be ransomed!" Loge drops the subject and offers his services as guide. "Shall we descend through the Rhine?" The Rhine, with its infesting nymphs?... "Not through the Rhine!" says Wotan. "Then through the sulphur-cleft slip down with me!"
When I understood that he was not at Bagdad, though no one could tell me whither he was gone, I determined to seek him. I travelled from province to province a long time; and when I least expected, met him this day, but I little thought to find him so incensed against me. When the barber had concluded his story, we found that the young man was not to blame for calling him a great chatterer.
Besides these five persons, there was an unbearable chatterer named Theodore Joussian, a wine dealer. Oh, he did not require any introduction. "How do you do, Madame?" he began. "How fortunate that you are going to travel with us. Ah, the journey will be a difficult one. Where are you going? Two women alone!
But there is experience and experience, and between the two there is a world of difference.” “Superfluous profundity,” murmured Daniel, plainly annoyed. “To live is to have experience.” He took council with himself in the attempt to devise a means by which he might get rid of the importunate chatterer. The Goose Man again struck up his gentle laugh.
"She has the airs of a princess except for the chatter." Chatter indeed! Wherever he moved, the sound of the light hurrying voice made itself persistently heard through the hum of male conversation. Yet once, Ashe, looking round to see if Darrell could be dislodged, caught the chatterer silent, and found himself all at once invaded by a slight thrill, or shock.
I see him, entering into his habitual rôle of intellectual chatterer, prepare to show off his idle theories, such as the transmutation of substances before me, and at the same time I recall him sitting on the floor in a pool of blood with his sick imploring eyes. "How will it end?" I ask myself aloud.
He remembered Lord Wisbeach well, as a garrulous, irrepressible chatterer who would probably talk about old times to such an extent as to cause Ann to realise the truth in the first five minutes. The door opened. "Lord Wisbeach," announced Mr. Crocker. "I'm afraid I'm late, Mrs. Pett," said his lordship. "No. You're quite punctual. Lord Wisbeach, here is an old friend of yours, James Crocker."
Even timid little Whitefoot the Wood Mouse was where he could peer out and see without being seen. Of course, Chatterer the Red Squirrel and Happy Jack the Gray Squirrel were there. There they all sat in a great circle around him, each where he felt safe, but where he could see, and every one of them laughing and making fun of Buster.
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