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"But I don't see." Billy's eyes were perplexed. "Why must you make it tell fibs in order to to find out the truth?" she laughed. Aunt Hannah elevated her chin a little. "Because that clock was always striking one." "One!" "Yes half-past, you know; and I never knew which half-past it was." "But it must strike half-past now, just the same!" "It does."
Fibsy was, therefore, eating his breakfast after the most approved formula, when Stone said, "Well, Fibs, how about Sykes and Barton? Now for the tale of your call on Willy Hanlon yesterday." "I went down there, Mr. Stone, but I didn't see Hanlon. He was out. But I did a lot better. I saw Mr. Barton, of Sykes and Barton, and I got an earful! It seems friend Willy has ambitions." "In what line?"
'You are telling stories, I am sure! said the pre* tended fairy. 'Just let me touch your tongue with the tip of mine, and then I shall be able to taste if there are fibs about! So the robber captain put out his tongue, and, snip! the barber's wife bit the tip off clean!
He took up a book, and presently a pencil from his pocket, then talked of the book to Cecilia's cousin; and leaving a paper-cutter between the leaves, he looked at Cecilia and laid the book down. She proceeded to conduct Mrs. Grancey Lespel to her room. 'I do admire Captain Beauchamp's cleverness; he is as good as a French romance! Mrs. Grancey exclaimed on the stairs. 'He fibs charmingly.
"Well, looks can't tell fibs," said she, provokingly. "Oh, Elsie, be good to me now; just think; I shall be gone a whole week!" "It's a calamity I dare not contemplate," replied she. "Now, whatever you do, don't break your neck in those horrid coal mines, or come back smelling of brimstone like a theatrical fiend." "I believe you would jest during an earthquake."
"I'm afraid Dickey has been a bit too loquacious," said he, smilingly. "He fibs so wretchedly, you know. One could see he had been told what not to say. You can trust me, Phil," she said, earnestly. And he told her all, from beginning to end. Not once did she interrupt, and but seldom did she allow horror to show itself in her clear, brave eyes. "And she will go on and marry this man, Phil.
Meanwhile he only knew that he was fearfully happy, especially in summer time; that his father who had smiling eyes and loved messing with paints like a boy was kinder than anyone else's, so long as you didn't tell bad fibs or meddle with his brushes; that his idolised mother, in her soft coloured silks and saris, her bangles and silver shoes, was the "very most beautiful" being in the whole world.
I invented a plan of refurnishing my parlor. I am afraid I told some fibs, or at least came dreadfully near it. I told Helen I wanted her to help me select the carpet; and though she had no time to spare, she was very good-natured, and did spare the time.
"No more I do, my boy. It's my own homemade. I put it together last night when I couldn't sleep for your snorin'." "Don't tell fibs, father. You know I never snore. But really are we to start at daylight?" "We are, if the wind holds. But you may stay as late as you choose on shore to-night."
He had the reputation of a liar, and, as is often the case with those who suffer from that weakness, people liked him. Nor, indeed, were his fibs, as a rule, made out of whole cloth. They usually had a basis of truth. When he told a story and he felt that it was producing no effect he would "play it up," as newspapermen would put it, often quite grotesquely.
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