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Haven't you ever pumped a little faster just because a certain some one walked into the room?" "Once." "Once what?" "I liked a fellow. Pretty much. A blond. Say, he was blond! I always think to myself, Kit, next to Gerald, you've got the bluest eyes under heaven. Only, his didn't have any dregs." "Thanks, dearie." "I sometimes wonder about Gerald. I ought to drive over while we're out here.
If he comes browsing about this farm, he might chance to run up against a charge of buckshot travelling in the opposite direction." "But they won't let us leave," his daughter objected. "Wait till Jefferson comes, and we'll soon manage that. In the meantime, don't you fret yourself, my dearie, and don't get your eyes swelled up, else he'll be walking into me when he sees you.
I moved things last night, and I want him to miss me a bit." "Ah," said Irene. "I guessed it meant something when you made that quick exit when we moved up. Have you got him, dearie?" Tootles shot out a queer little sigh and nodded. "That's fine. He's not like the others, is he? But you've played him great. Oh, I've seen it all, never you fear. Subtle, old dear, very subtle.
The composition of Persis' reply apparently took a little time. She did not speak for a minute. "Yes, I made it for your wedding," she returned at length. "But I used it for my own, too. Thomas and I slipped over to the minister's after supper and got married. So we'll both wish each other joy, my dearie." It was a shock of course, but Clematis was getting used to that where Persis was concerned.
There's one thing you must take care of now. I'm tellin' ye, dearie, you must guard your personality! I'm tellin' ye, there 're the men y' know, but guard y' personality!” I thanked her from the bottom of my heart and said I'd guard it, surest thing she knew. “Oh, the good Lord and the Virgin Mary bless ye, child!” And she patted me affectionately on the back.
Lynch working in the shed where big Danny could not hear them, made it much easier for Robin to talk and talk she did, so rapidly and so imploringly that Mrs. Moira had to interject more than once: "Now wait a bit, dearie. What was that again?" Robin wanted to know about how many Mill children there were. "Oh, bless the heart of you, it's no one but the doctor himself can tell you that!
"I I want," Lisa hid her face on Marfa Timofyevna's bosom, "I want to go into a convent," she articulated faintly. The old lady almost bounded off the bed. "Cross yourself, my girl, Lisa, dear, think what you are saying; what are you thinking of? God have mercy on you!" she stammered at last. "Lie down, my darling, sleep a little, all this comes from sleeplessness, my dearie."
You need not worry about him, dearie, for he is well able to take care of himself, and I understand that an Indian always keeps in touch with him. He has a comfortable cabin out in the hills where he sleeps at night." "Well, I wish to goodness he would come home," and Glen gave a deep sigh. "He might think of me, and how much I need him.
You hang around downstairs a while after dinner and you'll see." But the prophecy failed, though Adams went to his own room without waiting to test it. No one came. Alice stayed in the "living-room" until half-past nine, when she went slowly upstairs. Her mother, almost tearful, met her at the top, and whispered, "You mustn't mind, dearie." "Mustn't mind what?"
Perhaps there is no plot, as you think, but just a series of chance coincidences " He felt inclined to say to her, with his habit of adopting a familiar tone toward those whom he regarded as his adversaries: "You're lying, dearie, you're lying. The accomplice is yourself, my beauty.
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