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He looked up at Mother 'Larkey, his lips starting to twist. "Nobody's going to take him away!" said Mrs. Mullarkey almost fiercely. "Just let anybody try it!" "Why didn't you tell us you had fifty cents?" asked Danny. "I bet you was going to spend it all for yourself for a ticket to the circus." "Mr. Barton told me not to tell," replied Jerry.
Bert grew very pale and his breath came thickly. He watched Danny and when he came closer caught him by the arm. "Let go!" cried the big boy roughly. "I want you to stop calling like that." "I shan't stop." "I say you will!" Bert had hardly spoken when Danny struck at him and hit him in the arm. Then Bert struck out in return and hit Danny in the chin.
"The instructor in boxing?" asked Belle. It was a wonderfully delightful stroll that the middy and his sweetheart enjoyed that September forenoon. Once Dave sighed, so pronouncedly that Belle shot a quick look of questioning at him. "Tired of our understanding already?" she demanded. "No; I was thinking how sorry I am for Danny boy! He doesn't know the happiness of having a real sweetheart."
The man from Cow Flat was very willing, and they fought a long, destructive battle; and through it all Danny danced about the ring, bristling with excitement and crying fierce and persistent encouragement to his sire.
"Oh, Bert, it's dreadful! I was turning the rope and she had reached ninety-seven, when all at once she sank down, and " Nan could not go on, but leaned on her twin brother's arm for support. "You girls are crazy to jump rope so much," put in a big boy, Danny Rugg by name. Danny was something of a bully and very few of the girls liked him. "It's no worse than playing football," said a big girl.
From the midst of all projected the steering wheel, which Paw grasped as he sat, with only the top of his hat visible to the naked eye. Maw rode beside him somewhere. I never was able satisfactorily to determine where Cynthy, Hattie and Rowena rode. Danny, the family dog, had his seat outside on the fender, against the hood.
With the coming of the motor the race of coachmen, grooms and veterinaries began to perish from the earth. Among the last was Danny Lowry, at the very zenith of his fortunes an unofficial vet to most of the swell stables belonging to the carriage people of Fifth Avenue.
"I guess we may as well get back to camp," Danny agreed. "Yet it is going to be an awfully creepy night for all of us, with this weird mystery of the lake on our minds." "Don't paddle yet," begged Tom. "I'll give a hail, and see if that brings any answer." Raising his voice, Reade shouted lustily: "Hello, there, friend? Are you safe? Want any help?"
Danny reached up on a shelf and took down a thick book labeled in gilt letters, "The History of Greece." Dust was on it half an inch thick. He laid it on the table and found a place in it marked by a strip of paper. And then he gave a short roar at the top of his voice, and said: "Was it the hippopotamus you wanted to be read to about then?" "Did I hear ye open the book?" said old man McCree.
You see, so far as known, he lives wholly on the thick parts of the needles, which you know are the leaves, of fir and spruce trees, and on the bark of tender twigs. So you see he is more of a tree dweller than any of the Squirrel family. While Rufous has the general shape of Danny and his relatives, he has quite a long tail.
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