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Maybe my voice lost something of its piping insistence and was touched with genuine feeling; perhaps some faint, faint spark of the divine fire which I longed to fan into a flame did flicker in me for that one time. I had the indescribable happiness of seeing the smiles die on the faces of my elders, and of hearing the giggles of my friends cease.
Quietly but swiftly we rushed forward and began to tug at the fastenings of that cover. "Confound the thing!" Terry cried in desperate impatience. "They've got it sewed up in a bag! And we've not a knife among us!" Then, as we tugged and pulled at that tough cloth we heard a sound that made Terry lift his head like a war horse the sound of an unmistakable giggle, yes three giggles.
"Gertrude," Violet begins, in her gentle tone that ought to be oil upon the waters, "what must I wear to-morrow, my pretty train silk?" Marcia giggles insolently. "No, dear," answers Gertrude, with a kindliness in her voice. "You must wear a short walking-dress. You are going to take a journey, and trains are relegated to carriages. You can indulge in white at the neck and wrists.
Suddenly from overhead he heard little burring boys' voices, little thumps of boots thrown down, and another voice, crisp and soft the girl's putting them to bed, no doubt; and nine clear words "No, Rick, you can't have the cat in bed"; then came a skirmish of giggles and gurgles, a soft slap, a laugh so low and pretty that it made him shiver a little.
I never called you an Iguanodon I've too much respect for you." "Yes, you did. Take your hand away. I'm determined to swing these books on to your head." "Ray," shouted Doe between his giggles, "take him away. Don't bully, Moles! You great beast! Ray, he's bullying me." White paused. Bullying, even in fun, was a horrible idea. The books fell limply to his side. "Be sensible, if you can, Doe.
A girl giggles till the giggle gets beyond control. Then she throws up her head, and cries, 'Honk, honk, honk, like a wild goose, and tears mix with the laughter. If the mistress be wise, she will rap out something severe at this point to check matters.
Then I found myself in the clutches of the instinct for self-preservation. I felt it in me to stop the giggles of the girls on the front seat; to take the patronising smiles out of the tolerant eyes of the grown people.
Orlando Guise had come by his outward showiness naturally. Yet he was not like his mother, save in this particular. His mother was flighty and had no sense, while he, behind the gaiety of his wardrobe and his giggles, had very much sense of a quite original kind.
The girls were consumed with the giggles and Miss Campbell was scarcely able to maintain a serious expression. "No, no!" she would say each time, "Onoye! Wish Onoye!" At last O'Haru appeared once more. "August one, much kindness bestow. O'Haru make sewing." "Where is Onoye? Where is your daughter?" demanded Miss Campbell. O'Haru on her knees hung her head humbly.
It was at this critical moment, when Matty's giggles prevented her speaking, and Alice was casting some truly sarcastic and sisterly shafts at her, that Sophy burst open the door, and announced, in an excited voice, that Mrs. Middlemass, the pedler, had just stepped into the hall. "She has got some lovely things to-day," exclaimed Sophy. "Shall we have her up, mamma? Have we anything to exchange?"
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