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Hepson, they play more like college men than anything else. It must have been a bully High School team that graduated them." "From the little that I've heard, sir, that High School team was a great one." Coach and captain walked back to the scene. "You will now play another ten-minute period," directed Mr. Havens.
"I think, too, you said you were interested in Californian real estate." "Surely I never went so far as that," said Dodd. "Interested? I guess not. Involved, perhaps. I was born an artist; I never took an interest in anything but art. If I were to pile up this old schooner to-morrow," he added, "I declare I believe I would try the thing again!" "Insured?" inquired Havens. "Yes," responded Dodd.
"And he taught you, ma'am," said Wallace, fairly opening his eyes, under the influence of astonishment, "to be very particular about cast-anchor places!" "Indeed he did. He used to say, that roads-instead were never as good, for such purposes, as land that's locked havens, for the anchors would return home, as he called it, in roads-instead."
Countless vessels are also at anchor in the Eunostus. The riches of the whole earth flow into both havens. And the life and movement there and in the inland harbour on Lake Mareotis, where the Nile boats land!
As Rossiter followed them across the platform he was saying to himself: "Well, the game's on. Here's where I begin to earn my salary. I'll hang out my sign when I get back to New York: 'Police Spying. Satisfaction guaranteed. References given. Hang it all, I hate to do this to her. She's an awfully good sort, and and But I don't like this damned Havens!"
"I suppose you know it's not thought to be the ticket," returned Havens. "I don't care for that; it's good enough for me," cried the man from Glasgow, stoutly. "The only devil of it is, a fellow can never find a secret in a place like the South Seas: only in London and Paris." "M'Gibbon's been reading some dime novel, I suppose," said one club-man.
The ships sailed to their havens, and Tostig departed to his northern earldom. "And now," said Harold, "I am at leisure to thank thee, brave Norman, for more than thine aid in council and war; at leisure now to turn to the last prayer of Sweyn, and the often-shed tears of Githa my mother, for Wolnoth the exile.
Blodgett, "that she'd have said good-bye to you." And not eliciting anything by way of a reply, she added: "Miss Havens is a nice girl. I hate to think of her slavin' her life out in an office. She'd ought to get married." "A girl has ever so many more chances in her home town," Peter offered hopefully. "Yes, I suppose so." Mrs. Blodgett sighed. "Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Weatheral?"
He wanted to get out of that dangerous neighborhood, and to reach Fort Havens with as little delay as possible. "How far is it?" he asked, as the trio moved along the trail. "We can make it in two or three days, I think," said Tom. "Some parts of the way, though, is rather rough, and it may take us longer." "You don't expect to walk it, do you?"
Bars are large masses of sand or earth, formed by the surge of the sea; they are mostly found at the entrances of great rivers or havens, and often render navigation extremely dangerous. The Ox-Eye, so called by seamen, is a remarkable appearance in the heavens, resembling a small lurid speck, and always precedes two particular storms, known only between the tropics.
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