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Susan soon awakened, rather because the surrey was pitching so wildly than because of Goslin's denunciations. A brief level stretch and they stopped for Warham to open the outer gate into his brother Zeke's big farm. A quarter of a mile through wheat to the tops of the wheels and they reached the second gate.

It is believed that the girl has a key to the safe, which she handed to her lover in order that he might secure the papers and sell them in Russia." "But young Murie is the son of a wealthy man, I've heard," observed the Baron. "Certainly. But at present his allowance is small," was Goslin's reply. "Well, what's to be done?" inquired the Italian. "Done?" echoed Goslin. "Nothing can be done."

Only the other day I had a letter from him written in Goslin's hand, repeating the confidence he reposes in me." "Exactly. You must remain down here for the present." Flockart recollected the puzzling decision of Lady Heyburn, and remained silent.

The down onto a goslin's breast never looked softer than every rag she had on this very afternoon, and no tender goslin' itself wuz ever softer than she wuz on the inside on't. But that didn't hinder my likin' her.

"I don't mean it rudely, but really I'd rather not see her." "But here she is," said the Babe, taking at that moment the card from old Goslin's hand. "She will think it so strange." "I'd really rather not," repeated poor Jack. "It seems discourteous," suggested Somerville. "You go," suggested Jack. "She doesn't want to see me," explained Somerville. "Yes she does," corrected him the Babe.

"'Count o' ye not tellin' on Jube, he mought hev been tuk up fur a horse-thief. I dunno what I'd hev done 'thout him," she added, "'long o' raisin' the young tur-r-keys, an' goslin's, an' deedies, an' sech; he hev been a mighty holp ter me. He air more of a son ter me than my own boy."

"Everything looks good," he wrote to Miller in Sing Sing, in reporting the affirmance of Goslin's conviction, "especially since the squealer is getting his just deserts."

The young penguins ain't sech bad eatin', though the old 'uns taste some'at fishy, b'sides bein' tough as tan leather. So let's heave ahead, an' grab a few of the goslin's. But look out, or you'll get your legs nipped!"