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Rennie did not utter that as an excuse; rather he said it as if to reassure himself. Then his eyes really focused on Drew, and he changed the subject abruptly. "Kirby, when the train comes in we sometimes set up a race or two. Any thought of trying your colt against some of the local champions?" "Oro perhaps?" Drew counter-questioned. Rennie laughed. "Oh, so you’ve been talking, Fenner?"
"For work of this character," replied Tom, after a few moments of thought, during which Harry Hazelton was silent, "we shall want six hundred dollars a month, each, with two hundred dollars apiece added for the fighting risk." "The fighting risk?" questioned Mr. Dunlop. "Well, we shall have Dolph Gage and his crowd to guard against, won't we?" Reads counter-questioned.
One day Goneril was out with her friend. "Are the peasants very much afraid of you, signore?" she asked. "Am I such a tyrant?" counter-questioned the signorino. "No; but they are always begging me to ask you things. Angiolino wants to know if he may go for three days to see his uncle at Fiesole." "Of course" "But why, then, don't they ask you themselves? Is it they think me so cheeky?"
"Do you think she understood?" was Emma's question as she handed back the letter. "About Miss Wharton not liking me?" counter-questioned Grace. Emma nodded. "I am afraid she didn't." Grace's gray eyes were full of sad concern. "And the most unfortunate thing about it is that I must never trouble her with Miss Wharton's shortcomings. It would worry her, and that would retard her recovery.
Hillard wisely stopped and waited for him, pulling up the collar of his jacket, as he began to note that there was a winter's tang to the fog. "Hi, what's all this?" the policeman called out roughly. "To what do you refer?" Hillard counter-questioned, puffing. He slipped his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "I heard a woman singin', that's what!" explained the guardian of the law.
Well, about nine o'clock of the night you got the reel, you looked out of your window and saw a queer light over at the Tuxall place." "That's right. But say, Mr. Jones, how do you know about the light?" "What else but a light could you have seen, on a pitch-black night?" counter-questioned Average Jones with a smile.
"Is it worth while?" he counter-questioned, and, whether intent or accident, he let her see something of himself. "Is it even amusing to be serious?" "Is there in life nothing but amusement?" "Oh, yes but nothing so vital. I speak with knowledge. The gift of laughter has been my salvation." "From what, sir?" "Ah who shall say that?
Under cover of Kathleen West's lively account of a big story which she had run to earth after a week's assiduous pursuit, Grace's kindly hand found Arline's. "What is the matter, Daffydowndilly?" she asked just above a whisper. "You don't appear to be quite your usual cheerful self." "You noticed, then?" counter-questioned Arline in an equally guarded tone. "I'm glad you did.
'Say, she went on, meeting my eye, 'do you know who that was? 'Do you? I counter-questioned. 'Well! mebbe I'm mistook, but he looks the very moral of the furrin feller 'at changed that money for Camp and gave him counterfeits! She half rose. 'I'm goin' to ask, she explained. 'Stop! I caught her hand. 'You must not! Leave it to me; I'll find out.
"You know very well" declared Elfreda; "but, if I must be explicit, what do you think of Miss West now?" "What do you think?" counter-questioned Miriam. "I think she has more to learn than I had when I came here," said Elfreda speculatively, "and unless I am very much mistaken it will take her longer to learn it." "Grace! Grace Harlowe!" called a clear, high voice.
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