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"I say, Alick, this is no fun," observed Jack. "What's to be done?" "We must get under the lee of the land till the gale moderates," answered Murray. The wind, it must be observed, was favourable; but the sea had now got up so much, that it was dangerous to run before it.

"I don't intend to stay here long, anyway. I'll slip off and take a journey somewhere, and when Grandpa misses me he'll come round fast enough." "I dare say, but you ought not to go and worry him." "Don't preach. I'll go to Washington and see Brooke. It's gay there, and I'll enjoy myself after the troubles." "What fun you'd have!

When she had been a little girl, invited to children's parties, it had not been of the slightest importance whether she liked the child or not. The party was the thing. Now history was repeating itself in her nature. The blank monotony of life and work had given back that childish eagerness for fun, no matter whence it came.

"It's for Belle, of course, George always sends her some, but these are altogether ravishing," cried Annie, with a great sniff. "They are for Miss March, the man said. And here's a note," put in the maid, holding it to Meg. "What fun! Who are they from? Didn't know you had a lover," cried the girls, fluttering about Meg in a high state of curiosity and surprise.

Sometimes we glided along the edge of the ocean, and could see the sails of ships twinkling like bits of silver against the horizon; sometimes we dashed across rocky pasture-lands where stupid-eyed cattle were loafing. It was fun to scare lazy-looking cows that lay round in groups under the newly budded trees near the railroad track.

Eat more carefully, my child," said the mother, and Toinette laughed again as she heard her. After all, there was some fun in being invisible. The morning went by.

Knowing as they did that he was always ready to feed any nestlings that were left to fend for themselves, and that he was quick to help any of the small feathered folk to fight an enemy, his neighbors did not care how much Mr. Catbird mocked them. It was only his way of having fun; so they didn't mind. Mr. Catbird was always prankish and full of spirits.

"Some of them went in rolling six-horse Concords, and some walked, and some of them pushed their baggage across in little hand-carts, but they had fun at it and we shall have to work as hard when we get there." "Dear me! And I'm so tired already. I feel quite done up." She threw herself on the wide divan, and he fixed pillows under her head. "You boy! I'm glad it's all over. Let's rest a moment."

"Polk," I asked him suddenly without giving him time to get the situation into his own hands, skilled in their woman-handling, "do you intend to marry Nell or just plain break her heart for the fun you get out of it?" His dangerous eyes smoldered back at me for a long minute before he answered me: "Men don't break women's hearts, Evelina."

I wish we could find the lunch room. It would be such fun to look our future classmates over while we browse." "I think it's in the basement," said Elinor dubiously, "but I don't believe we can buy things there. We'd have to go out, anyway, I'm afraid." A blue-aproned girl who had been packing her materials in an adjoining locker turned civilly.