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'So you thought you'd have yer fling, did you, just because I wasn't 'ere? You must go makin' trouble, just to suit yer own fancies! I'll pay you, my lady! Gr-r-r! Whereupon followed the smack of a large hand on a fleshy cheek, so vigorous and unexpected a blow that even the sturdy Clem staggered back. 'You leave me alone, will you? she roared out, her smitten cheek in a flame.
So pleased to have met you! At other times I've seen people Gr-r-r!" she hitched her shoulders to her ears and spread out her hands in disgust, "quite respectable and ordinary-looking creatures, but there! I wouldn't touch them with the end of my umbrella!" Eunice regarded her with pensive envy. "Oh dear, I wish I felt like that! It would be like a book, as you say.
But now, "Curse her for a meddlesome Englishwoman," he spluttered violently. "To encourage a young girl like you in such midsummer folly. A young girl? a young hoyden, a young tom-boy. What? You will travel from here to London without a chaperon? And books French novels gr-r-r! I wish you had never been taught to read. I think it is ridiculous to teach women to read.
"Do you come from Africa, too?" added the first one. "No," answered the Tiger, "I come from India. I used to live in the jungle." "And were you caught in a trap, too?" said the eager little Lion Cub. "Gr-r-r-!" said the Tiger, suddenly beginning to growl. "There he goes!" It was an Elephant, which was slowly walking along in the distance with a number of children on his back.
Then the noise came again: "Gr-r-r! Gr-rrr!" Faith sat up quickly. She wondered if another bear had made its way into the house. The big black bearskin rug in front of the table was moving; it was standing up, and coming toward the settle. "It's you, Esther Eldridge! You can't frighten me," said Faith, and Esther dropped the rug from her shoulders and came running toward the settle.
The Master, human though he was, had not failed to catch the sense of this observation of the foster's, which was: "Get out of here, you lumping great whelp! You're not mine, and I won't nurse you. Get out, or I'll bite. It's true you've somehow got the smell of mine; but you can't deceive me. Gr-r-r-! Get out!" "There, there, little woman," he said, good-humouredly.
There was a dry, dull glaze about the creature's lips and chin that told a horrible story, and at the sight of it the white man halted dead, pointed away to where the birds were again congregating, cried "Gr-r-r," as a man cries to a dog that has misbehaved, and flung the rifle to his shoulder. Félix broke away and ran.
"The villain confesses that he has stolen my hammer, and boasts that he is Thunder Lord! Gr-r-r!" "The ugly giant!" wailed Freia. "Must I be the bride of that hideous old monster, and live in his gloomy mountain prison all my life?" "Yes; put on your bridal veil, sweet Freia," said Loki maliciously, "and come with me to Jotunheim.
If you dilly-dally till those accursed Callenders get back, asking, for instance, for their ha, ha! their totally evaporated chest of plate gr-r-r! Take him! He has just shown me his uncle's will as he calls it: a staring forgery, but you, h-you won't mind that, and the 'ladies' man' ah, the 'ladies' man, once you are his cousin, he'll never let on.
He did not think there would be much marrying outside the Island for some time to come, but it was bitter hard that Rachel Carré should have had to suffer in order to teach them that lesson. Gr-r-r! but he would like to have Monsieur Martel up before him just for ten minutes or so, with a clear field and no favour.
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