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I've often wondered," Ellery said as he jumped ashore and Dick began tossing him rugs and cushions. "Very comfy, thank you, and not at all un-Christian," she answered saucily. "Dick, don't throw the supper basket, under penalty of liquidating the sandwiches. I think there's a freezer of ice-cream under the deck, if you'll pull it out. Now, are you ready for me?"
She kissed each girl affectionately, but her eyes lingered upon Anne, who was plainly her favorite. The old lady had become so accustomed to the sympathetic presence of the quiet, young girl that it seemed, at times, as though her own daughter had come back to her once more. "Come right into the library and make yourself comfy," cried Mrs. Gray cheerily. "I spend most of my time there.
Then with an adorable and feminine anticlimax: "Dear, does your shoulder pain you now? I'm awfully heavy to be leaning on you like this!" "You're not hurting me a bit. On the contrary, your touch, your presence, are life to me!" "Quite sure you're comfy, boy?" "Positive." "And happy?" "To the limit." "I'm so glad. Because I am, too. I'm awfully sleepy, Allan.
"Stretch out and be comfy while he's rustling it," said Casey, indicating a couch. He himself fell into a huge wicker chair, flung his hat carelessly at the table, and reached for a cigar box. Sheila dropped on the couch with a satisfied sigh, stretching her arms above her head, her hands clasped, every muscle of her relaxing.
Heard groans proceeding from the sleeping-bags all night; all hands suffering from over-eating. Hayward not very well. Turned out 8 o'clock. Good breakfast porridge, seal, vegetables, and coffee; more like a banquet to us. After breakfast Richards and Wild killed a couple of seals whilst I made the hut a bit comfy. Hayward can hardly move.
You go on making your pencil marks while I think this thing out. All right, Baby; did Uncle Bill joggle you too much? There, now you're comfy again, aren't you? I say, Laurence, I'll have my picture taken some other day. Excuse me now, won't you? I have a few small fish to fry. Come, Babykins, let's go find mummy."
At the end of that time, the captain being engaged with his agents, I carried Mrs. Beard's bag to the railway-station and put her all comfy into a third-class carriage. She lowered the window to say, 'You are a good young man. If you see John Captain Beard without his muffler at night, just remind him from me to keep his throat well wrapped up. 'Certainly, Mrs. Beard, I said.
"Oh, yes, Amabel and Francis of Assisi and a few others. But the rest of us have caught the patter and it makes us 'feel good'. We wallow in it. We feel warm and self-righteous comfy, mother says, when she wants to tuck me up at night same as she used to after I'd been in swimming and got licked. Yes, we're compassionate and we feel comfy." "But what's Weedon Moore got to do with it?
It was nearly a month after Lucas Errol's operation that Bertie and his bride came home from their honeymoon and began the congenial task of setting their house in order. Dot was thoroughly in her element. The minutest details were to her matters of vital importance. "We must make it comfy," she said to Bertie, and Bertie fully agreed.
I didn't want to stay in my room, so Dad told me to go in with Mother and he'd take my bed. We all settled ourselves again. "I was asleep or nearly so, feeling so comfy and safe in my bed close to Mother's when suddenly she sat up straight and said 'Richard! in such an odd, startled tone. I woke and heard poor Dad piling out of bed again to come into our room.
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