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I must say such jokes are not in good taste, dear Ruth." But Miss Ruth was more anxious about her light than Gifford's marriage. "You are really so big, Giff," she complained mildly, "you darken the whole studio, standing there in the doorway. Do pray sit down." Gifford obediently took his seat upon the step, and this brought his face on a level with Miss Ruth's.
"I won't do it no more," begged Pewee "'pon my word and honor I won't." "Oh, you don't gits off dat away no more, a'ready. You know what I'll giff you when I git you home, you leedle ruffen. I shows you how to vite, a'ready." And the king disappeared down the street, begging like a spaniel, and vowing that he "wouldn't do it no more."
When Crismus come, you know chile, hit be so cole, and Old Marse, he let us make a big fiah, a big big fiah in de yahd roun which us live, an us all dance rounde fiah, and Ole Missy she brang us Crismus Giff. What war de giff? Lawzy me, chile, de mostly red woolen stockings and some times a pair of shoeses, an my wus we proud.
Skinny pawed around until there wasn't a whole egg left in the box. At the first crunch Leon laughed hilariously. "I knowed you'd lose!" he cackled. "Giff me the money!" "You win, Leon!" the Ramblin' Kid laughed, handing over the wager. "Skinny wasn't as delicate on his feet as he thought he was!" "Thunderation, that's funny!"
Your shelves do credit to Jean's housekeeping; indeed they do! And I hope he'll have a maid who knows how to put the lavender among the linen; there's always a right and a wrong way. I have written out directions for her, of course, but if there was time I would write and ask Helen to see to it." "Why, Giff says he won't get off for a fortnight," Lois said, with sudden surprise.
But there are stages of truth; there's no use knocking a man down because he is only on the first step of the ladder, which you have climbed into light. I think belief in eternal damnation is a phase in spiritual development." "But you don't really object to my protest?" she said. "Come, Giff, the truth must be strong enough to be expressed."
She did not speak until he said again, his voice trembling with a sudden hope, "Won't you say one word, Lois?" "Why, Giff," she said, sitting up very straight, and looking at him, her wet eyes shining in the darkness, "you know I care I've always cared, but not that way and and you don't, Giff, you don't really it's just a fancy." "It is not a fancy," he answered quietly.
"I'll just speak to Giff about it," she thought; "it all depends on the way Deborah Woodhouse hears it, and Giff is really quite sensible, and can advise me what to tell her." She saw him that afternoon, but, as she said afterwards in reluctant confidence to her husband, "Giff hasn't much sense, after all. He thought it was best to just tell the truth about it." "Yes?" responded Mr. Dale.
"I suppose I do, in a way," he acknowledged; "but if I didn't love you so much, Lois, I would not notice them." Lois held her head a little higher, but did not speak. He watched her twist her fingers nervously together; she had forgotten to take off the little ring of braided grass. "I am so sorry, Giff," she said, to break the silence, "oh, so sorry. I I can't forgive myself."
"Thank you," replied Mr. Denner, with labored breath, "I am doing nicely." "Has Giff been here this morning?" asked Dr. Howe. "Yes," the lawyer answered. "He has gone home for an hour. Mary takes excellent care of me, and I felt I was really keeping him too much from his aunts. For his stay is limited, you know, and I am afraid I have been selfish in keeping him so much with me."
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