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So I took her right into the family, same's I'd take you or anybody. But it's no use. All she does is mope. Even Mr. Perry can't cheer her up, though he tries. "Says he to her only last night, 'Cheer up, I'll take you a nice ride down to the morgue. I thought everybody'd die laughing to hear him but she just got up and stalked out of the dining-room like somebody had insulted her.
Course, if we'd rewarded him, likely we'd got a lot, but it ain't safe, holdin' a man for rewards ain't." "That boat'd been a good one to travel in," Jet suggested. "Everybody'd knowed it was Carline's, an' it wa'n't worth fixing over. Hull not much good, and the motor's been abused some. We'll do better'n that." They had rid themselves of an incumbrance.
"It won't work; you never could do it," objected Dixon, with despondent conviction. "That big head of hair would give you dead away." "The head of hair won't be in evidence; it will be lying in my trunk, waiting to be made up into a wig after we've won." "No, no; it won't do," the Trainer reiterated; "everybody'd know you, an' there'd be a fine shindy.
Everybody'd be interested in him. Or else he tells me about Japan or Paris, or some other very obvious place, and says: 'Why don't you write a story about that place? That'd be a wonderful setting for a story!" "How about the girl?" inquired Anthony casually, "Gloria Gloria what?" "Gilbert. Oh, you've heard of her Gloria Gilbert. Goes to dances at colleges all that sort of thing."
'Undeserved misfortune is often a to the noble mind. Why, it's stimulus, of course!" "I never heard the word," declared Polly. "I'm sending in stroke." "Stroke? What do you mean by that?" "What do I mean by it? Why, what they want to say is, that 'Undeserved misfortune is often a blow to the noble mind, don't they? But blow can't be the word, 'cause everybody'd get it.
"Well, I swow that was very friendly of Mister Geake!" the old woman ejaculated, as the door closed behind him. "'Tisn't everybody'd ha' thought what a comfort a little scrap o' religion can be to an old woman in my state." "He took a great liberty," said Naomi snappishly.
They debated this point for several minutes. Rose was all for getting his hands on a bottle now and tucking it under his coat before anyone came into the room. Key, however, advocated caution. He was afraid he might get his brother in trouble. If they waited till some of the bottles were opened it'd be all right to take one, and everybody'd think it was one of the college fellas.
"Fine!" responded Charlie, as he led the way back to the parlor, and took his favorite position, leaning against the mantel. "Only I'm afraid everybody'd know me." "Truly they wouldn't," answered Allie. "Can't you buy a mustache down at Bright's? That would finish it all up, and nobody would ever have any idea who you are. You're as tall as papa is, now."
"So's we can be sure everybody else'll know it and not give something either and be disappointed too," she assented. "Well, I bet everybody'd be real relieved." "The churches has sanctioned us doing away with Christmas this year by doing away with it themselves," observed Mis' Jane Moran. "That'd ought to be enough to go by."
If you cared for me in any decent way you'd have stood by me." "I have stood by you through thick and thin. I've lied your lies. There isn't one of your lies I haven't backed. I've done everything I could think of to keep people from knowing about you." "Yet you go and tell Sutton that I've bolted. That I'm a deserter." "Yes, when it was all over. If you'd got away everybody'd have known.
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