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If that ain't earthly bliss I'll bet you!" "They're gett'n' lots of entertainment out of that daughter, seems like." "Reason why, she's not their daughter." "How d'you know she's not?" "I mustn't tell breach o' confidence. Guess." "O I guess you're guessing. George! she's what makes you think she's not their daughter?"
"My husband's physical instructor." Miss Trimble turned, and, walking to Jimmy, tapped him meaningly on the chest with her revolver. "Say, this is gett'n interesting! This is where y' 'xplain, y'ng man, how 'twas you happened to be down in this room when th't crook who's just gone was monkeyin' with the safe. L'ks t' me as if you were in with these two."
"They have sharp sticks an' know how to use 'em, whereas the Blueskins have only them windin'-up cords with weights on the ends." "The Blueskins are the biggest people," said the girl. "But they're cowards, I'm sure," declared the boy. "Anyhow," the sailor remarked, "that's our only hope of ever gett'n' home again. I'd like to try it, Trot."
"Yes, deah; Oh, I had the hoss in mind too; indeed I had! Do you know, my deah, I can tend to business betteh when I have ow son along? I'm gett'n' to feel like as if I'd left myself behind when he's not with me." "You've always been so, Judge March." Her smile was sad. "Oh! no, I mustn't advise. Take him along if you're determined to."
"But I'm gett'n' tired standing here so long," complained the girl. "If I could only lift one foot, and rest it, I'd feel better." "Same with me, Trot. I've noticed that if you've got to do a thing, and can't help yourself, it gets to be a hardship mighty quick." "Folks that can raise their feet don't appreciate what a blessing it is," said Trot thoughtfully.
"Sent yer tel'gram, found out the tenner ye guv me were good, an' got back without the folks gett'n' a single blink at me." "You're some driver, Bub, and you've got a wise head on your shoulders. If you don't talk about this trip, and I don't, no one will ever know, except we two, that the car has been out of the garage."
"And I'll come. I may be a little late in gett'n' there, faw I've got to hitch up aft' a while and take Mother Tombs to spend the day, both of us, with our daughters, Mrs. Hamlet and Lazarus Graves. I don't reckon anybody else has noticed it but them, but, John, my son, Mother Tombs an' I will be married jess fifty years to-night! However that's neither here nor there; I'll come.
Ravenel, is gett'n' a sad facility fo' recantin'. I don't say it's not sincere, sir least of all ow Courier since it's come into the hands of you an' President Garnet!" "Garnet! Oh, gracious!" laughed Jeff-Jack. "Sincere Judge, if you won't say anything about sincerity, I'll tell you what I'd like to do for John, sir.
"It isn't the rainy season now," remarked Tot with a smile. The boy glanced at his umbrella and hugged it tighter. "No," he said, "but umbrellas are good for other things 'sides rain." "'Fraid of gett'n sun-struck?" asked Trot. He shook his head, still gazing far out over the water. "I don't b'lieve this is bigger than any other ocean," said he.
"It won't let you change your mind an' it goes ezzac'ly where you say." "If it didn't," said Trot, "we'd never know where we were going." "We don't know now," said the sailor. "One thing's certain, folks: we're gett'n' a long way from home." "And see how the clouds are rolling just above us," remarked the boy, who was almost as uneasy as Cap'n Bill. "We're in the sky, all right," said the girl.
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