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"'You leave me alone, ses Sam, cuddling into the clothes agin. 'I don't want no dinner. You go and look arter your own dinners. "He stayed in bed for another 'arf-hour, listening to Peter and Ginger telling each other in loud whispers 'ow hungry they was, and then he got up and put 'is things on and went to the door. "'I'm going to get a bit o' dinner, he ses.
"I got into his bed by his side without awakening him, taking care to pull up my chemise so as to let him feel the contact of my bare skin. I pulled the sheet over us, took him in my arms, and woke him with a kiss. "He was surprised and delighted at finding me by his side, but as yet had no idea but that of cuddling and caressing me.
As she called her babies to her and tucked them under her feathers, her heart still beating quickly with the excitement of her scare, it would be easy to guess from the dear way of her cuddling that it isn't a beautiful woven cradle or quaint walls of clay that matter most in the life of young birds, but the loving care that is given them.
"Now, you are the very goodest child," exclaimed Polly, down on her knees by Grandpapa's side, cuddling Phronsie's toes, "the very most splendid one in all this world, Phronsie Pepper." "And you'll be all well, Grandpapa?" asked Phronsie, anxiously. "Yes, child," said old Mr. King, kissing her wet face; "just as well as I can be, since you are all right."
Then, as if suddenly remembering, he glanced at the office slate, his face lighting up as he found it bare of any entry except the date. Rex had been watching his master with ears cocked, and was now on his haunches, cuddling close, his nose resting on the doctor's knee.
Oh! there: the mother has cocked up her tail and dived, and the little one is swimming about looking for her! How it cries! It is afraid of the yacht. And there she comes up again, and cries "marrock" to call it. Look at it swimming up to her, and cuddling to her, quite happy. Quite happy.
Glenister saw the men on horseback snatch at their holsters, and, just in time, leaped at his foreman, for the old man had moved out into the open, a Winchester at shoulder, his cheek cuddling the stock, his eyes cold and narrow. The young man flung the barrel up and wrenched the weapon from his hands. "None of that, Hank!" he cried, sharply. "I'll say when to shoot."
But if there was a pleasure in all this while snugly cuddling in the chimney-corner of a chamber that was all of a ruddy glow from the crackling wood-fire, and where, of course, no spectre dared to show its face, it was dearly purchased by the terrors of his subsequent walk homewards. What fearful shapes and shadows beset his path amidst the dim and ghastly glare of a snowy night!
Palmer was a stocky bow-legged young man in knickerbockers, who was good at football and used to lament the gentle birth that prevented his becoming a professional. The boys called him Gentleman Joe; but they were careful not to let Mr. Palmer hear them, for he had a punch and did not believe in cuddling the young. He used to jeer openly at his colleague, Mr.
And she drew away from him, for this man was no longer smiling. "You burned my 'Hero and Leander'! You! you big-eyed fool! You lisping idiot! you wriggling, cuddling worm! you silken bag of guts! had not even you the wit to perceive it was immortal beauty which would have lived long after you and I were stinking dirt? And you, a half-witted animal, a shining, chattering parrot, lay claws to it!"
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