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"Aw," said McGuire, looking intently at Raidler, with a peculiar expression upon his face, "the croaker said I was all right, did he? Said I was fakin', did he? You put him onto me. You t'ought I wasn't sick. You said I was a liar. Say, friend, I talked rough, I know, but I didn't mean most of it. If you felt like I did aw! I forgot I ain't sick, the croaker says.
He leased his stirrup hold, staggering forward a step or two, and would have gone face-down on the turnpike if Drew had not made a big effort to reach him. But the other's weight bore him along, and they both sprawled on the road. Croaker came to a halt, his head hanging until he could have nuzzled Drew's shoulder.
"I ban't no croaker, as you knaws. Happy, are 'e? happy for wance? I suppose you'll say now, as you've said plenty times a'ready, that you 'm to the tail of your troubles for gude an' all just in your auld, silly fashion?" "Not me, auld chap, never no more so long as you 'm alive! Ha, ha, ha that's wan for you! Theer! if 't isn't gude to laugh again!"
O Papa!" said Susan, looking up at him; "and Baby will not know you till " "Hold your tongue, Miss Croaker," said the Captain, roughly but kindly; and Miss Fosbrook could see that he was as much afraid of crying himself as of letting Susan cry; "I've no time for that. I've got a gentleman on business down stairs, and your Uncle John and I must go down to them again.
"Bob Croaker, I would rather do anything than fight. I would give you everything I have to save my kitten; but if you won't spare it unless I fight, I'll do it. If you throw it in before you fight me, you're the greatest coward that ever walked. Just give me five minutes to breathe and a drink of water, and I'll fight you as long as I can stand." Bob looked at his little foe in surprise.
Lenox appeared so happy it seemed really a pity to wilt his enthusiasm: he had been beaten so many times that the prediction of failure was a familiar knell to him. But Jack had no time to waste in talk of any kind, and at once went into my room to study. "Never mind Jack," said Harry: "he is a born croaker. I dare say the silver-mine is made of gold.
I guess maybe he’s got a touch of water-lily fever,” said Grandpa Croaker. “A few days of swimming will make him all right again.” Bawly got up very early the next morning, and without telling any one where he was going he hopped over to the woods, and gathered a lot of flowers. Oh, such a quantity as he picked!
"Well, you can count her room-mate out," declared Helen, sharply. "I am not going to make myself a laughing-stock of the school by joining any baby society." "Well," said Phyllis Short, calmly. "It's always nicer, I think, to be a big frog in a little puddle than to be an unrecognised croaker in a great, big pool." Most of the girls laughed at that.
Laing, a great genius, a more than prophet of the new religion, on this point suddenly collapses into "a dreadful croaker," styling his own age "barren, brainless, soulless, faithless." But the reason is, of course, that "he suffered from chronic dyspepsia" and was unable "to eat his three square meals a day."
“It certainly is!” said Grandpa Croaker. “But never mind, Brighteyes. I’ll help you out.
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