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The welcome light soon shines upon the wall, as Krook comes slowly up with his green-eyed cat following at his heels. "Does the man generally sleep like this?" inquired the lawyer in a low voice. "Hi! I don't know," says Krook, shaking his head and lifting his eyebrows. "I know next to nothing of his habits except that he keeps himself very close." Thus whispering, they both go in together.
When the horse arrived opposite the Palais de l'Industrie he saw a clear field before him, and, turning to the right, set off at a gallop. An old woman wearing an apron was crossing the road in leisurely fashion. She happened to be just in Hector's way as he arrived on the scene riding at full speed. Powerless to control his mount, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hi! Look out there! Hi!"
"All the dicky birds is gone to their little nesteses." "We've been to the fair," said Kathleen. "There was a conjurer there. I wish you could have seen him." "Heard about him," said Johnson; "all fake, you know. The quickness of the 'and deceives the hi." Such is fame. Gerald, standing in the shadow, jingled the loose money in his pocket to console himself.
He drove it in and prepar'd to descend. "Hi!" shouted a soldier, "you've forgot the rope." "That'll wait till to-morrow. There's a staple to drive in, too. I tell you I'm dry, and want my beer." He whipp'd his apron round his waist, and gathering up his nails, went down the ladder. At the foot he pick'd up his bag, shoulder'd the ladder, and loung'd away, leaving the coil of rope lying there.
"Sally Carrol, we're here!" "Poor chile's soun' asleep." "Honey, you dead at last outa sheer laziness?" "Water, Sally Carrol! Cool water waitin' for you!" Her eyes opened sleepily. "Hi!" she murmured, smiling. In November Harry Bellamy, tall, broad, and brisk, came down from his Northern city to spend four days.
He wanted to be put in, with pictures representing him gloriously declining to lie to his mother, and her weeping for joy about it; and pictures representing him standing on the doorstep giving a penny to a poor beggar-woman with six children, and telling her to spend it freely, but not to be extravagant, because extravagance is a sin; and pictures of him magnanimously refusing to tell on the bad boy who always lay in wait for him around the corner as he came from school, and welted him so over the head with a lath, and then chased him home, saying, "Hi! hi!" as he proceeded.
Just how it happened neither of them could tell, but the stream of water shot right at Danny Rugg, and wet him all over in a second. "Hi there!" he cried. "Stop that! I'll pay you back for that, Fred Bobbsey," and he jumped over the fence and ran toward the little fellow. FREDDIE saw Danny coming, and did the most natural thing in the world. He dropped the hose and ran.
"Here, hi! ugly!" he cried, breaking into the midst of a howl; and the dog came bounding toward him with its yelping bark. "There; it's very stupid of me, but just you take that and be off into the woods, and if you come here again look out for squalls."
Thinking it to be some old and mossy log, he shifted his torch to the other hand, and was preparing to step over the obstacle whatever it might be, when, as the smoke blew backward, the flaming torch revealed the sleeping children, Prue still holding Randy's letter in her hand, Hi with a protecting arm about his little companion. "Well, of all the pretty sights!" he ejaculated.
Girls, drink your fill, then water the ponies. No, you carry the water out and let Ping do the watering." Hippy assisted Grace down. She dropped to her knees and immediately began digging in the sand, which was wet and sticky. With Hippy's aid, she patted the canvas blanket down as she had seen Hi Lang do it, and in a moment the water began seeping through.
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