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"It is rather hard to imagine the immaculate Percy in those surroundings," drawled Grace. "He would be running down to the river to wash his hands every two minutes. How do we get over to the island from the mainland, Betty, do you remember?" she added. "I know Mollie said something about a steamer, but I didn't get a very good idea of it."
Go on, child, and hang up your pictures." They both laughed now. "First," Constance folded her hands over the open pages of her book, "I wonder, Jock, if you would like to hear something of my life? It would explain this this great ambition of mine." "Well," Jock drawled, "if you don't think me too young and innocent for such excitement, fire away. Histories have always had a hold on me.
"Whuffor?" demanded his father, eyeing him slowly. "'Cause the old boards and rails was so rotten that I jest burned 'em up," declared his son. "You know folks could see it from the street, an' it looked untidy." "Wa-al," drawled Uncle Jason, with only half a sigh. Janice could scarcely keep from clapping her hands, this so delighted her.
You cannot command me. Do you see?" Yefim was dumfounded. He looked at his master and comically winked his eyes, finding no reply to his words. "Do you understand, I say?" "Yes. I understand!" drawled Yefim. "But what is all this noise about? On account of " "Silence!"
The other man stretched his arms and swung one foot negligently over the chair arm. His unqualified agreement brought sudden alarm to Joe's eyes. "I suppose you're right," he drawled. "It does get on any man's nerves. Right this minute I'm as tired of it as I ever dare let myself get. I've sloughed around in the mud enough for one session." Garry frowned, perplexed.
They understood each other at once, far better than either could ever understand the other members of the Star staff. Their clothes, their accents, their manners announced that they came from the same world, that small "larger world," where they all use the same idiom. "Been doing Mackinac and Ocara-se-er-oc?" the young man drawled with delightful irony. "Ye gods! What names!"
One of 'em will, I guess likely." The major laughed again. "I certainly am obliged to you, Mr. Winslow," he said. "And I must say you took a lot of trouble on my account." Jed sighed, although there was a little twinkle in his eye. "'Twan't altogether on your account," he drawled. "I owed 'em one, same as you did. I was the crank they sent you to."
"I been sort o' gettin' a letter, lads," the skipper stammered: a hint of pride in his manner. "It come ashore," he added, with importance, "from the mail-boat." "Dad," Timmie asked, sorrowfully, "is you been askin' Davy t' read that letter?" "Well, no, Timmie," the skipper drawled, tweaking his nose; "'tisn't quite so bad. But I been wonderin' " "Oh, is you!" Jacky broke in.
The blind man winced palpably as he rose to his feet. "That is the second time you have taunted me on that. Kindly tell me my mistake." Average Jones led him to the door and opened it. "Your mistake," he drawled as he sped his parting guest into the grasp of a waiting attendant, "was er in not remembering that er you mustn't fish for bass in November." In the Cosmic Club Mr.
Minister Graves' family, in standing out against him in a matter so near his heart, only strengthened his desire to see the end as he wished it to be the sentence of yesterday executed against the fisherman without another trial. "Young lost his senses to-day, don't you think so, Silas?" he asked. "Well," drawled Jones, "if Skinner didn't commit willful murder, I'd hate to see him hang.
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