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We may have cried our hearts out; we must have ready the pipe and the socks, or, 'Is that what you call love? they grumble. You want mortal patience if you love a man, it is like a fretful child that thumps you when your breast is bare to it. Still, be you patient, dear, just as I am, just as I am."
Thus he spake and led the way, and they went with him. So they brought all and stowed it in the decked ship, according to the word of the dear son of Odysseus. Then Telemachus climbed the ship, and Athene went before him, and behold, she sat her down in the stern, and near her sat Telemachus. And the men loosed the hawsers and climbed on board themselves and sat down upon the benches.
'If you do not insist, my dear Mrs. Harrington, I tell you candidly, your son may have a shop, but he will be no tailor. Mrs. Mel understands her son and his state of mind well enough not to insist, and is resigned to the melancholy consequence. Then Mr.
"But wait, dear; our wretched squirrel did not perish this time, he was saved by a gentleman who had seen the whole affair, and who took him home and tamed him. He was an affectionate little creature, and never attempted to return to the woods, although left quite free. His end was a sad one at last; he was killed by a rattlesnake!" "Oh, horrid!" cried George, "that was worse than drowning."
We would invite our parents and the teachers and have a real big affair." "How perfectly lovely. What is the play?" "Oh, dear, we haven't come to that yet. We did think some of having 'Alice in Wonderland, but that has been done so often. We were wishing for something original." "Why don't you get Cousin Ben to help you? He has so many funny things to say about the woodsy creatures."
There's Sandy and Mike will fight an' ye lave, and Katy there is ready to tear out the eyes o' big Nelly Murphy. It's quarrelling they've been the whole blessed day. Bide with us, lest the dear childer who is the cause o' it all should be kilt and murdered intirely, an' she sthrays home to-night."
"My dear mother," cried Margaret, with beaming eyes, "the house to which I am going is the house of him I love, and my new home is his heart, which is noble, great, and good, and in which all the treasures in the earth for me rest." "God grant, my daughter, that you may after many years be able to repeat those words!" "I shall repeat them, mother, for in my heart is a joyful trust.
As he moved cautiously along the private corridor, he met the Queen coming from her room, dressed for going out. She detected at once his painful and decrepit attitude. "What is the matter, dear?" she inquired. "Nothing, nothing," mumbled the King, "only a touch of sciatica." And as he did not encourage her impulse to pause and make further inquiries, she let him go past.
"This is the most sensible thing any of you have suggested," declared the Nome King. "It is folly to threaten me, but I'm so kind-hearted that I cannot stand coaxing or wheedling. If you really wish to accomplish anything by your journey, my dear Ozma, you must coax me." "Very well," said Ozma, more cheerfully. "Let us be friends, and talk this over in a friendly manner."
And Virginia wants to go, too, she says." "Wait a moment, child," said Mrs. Ambler. "You have torn the trimming on your frock. Stand still and I'll mend it for you," and she got out her needle and sewed up the rent, while Betty hopped impatiently from foot to foot. "I think the new boy's a heap nicer than Champe, mamma," she remarked as she waited. "Do you, dear?"
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