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Good ones scribbled assiduously ah, another day over and so little done! And now and then was to be heard from the whole collection of human beings a heavy sigh, after which the humiliating old man would cough shamelessly, and Miss Marchmont hinnied like a horse. Jacob came back only in time to return his books. The books were now replaced.
As a matter of fact, most of the girls giggled as she went out through the cloak-room door. "My lady's in a temper!" exclaimed Francie. "Lemons and vinegar!" hinnied Jess. "Why did she fly out like that?" asked Beatrice. "Well, really, Beatrice Jackson, after all the stupid things you said, anybody would fly out, I should think," commented Verity Richmond. "I'm sorry for Ingred.
The dicers leaped to their feet the squaws discontinued their work, and flung their scrapers upon the skins. "Ti-ya!" was the exclamation of astonishment that burst from hundreds of lips. Children screamed, and ran hiding behind their dusky mothers; dogs growled and barked; horses neighed; mules hinnied; asses brayed; while the sheep and goats joined their bleating to the universal chorus.
"Oh, it was topping!" he hinnied. "I stuck on her skirt and jersey and tam o' shanter and took in everybody. I walked down the street, and up the drive to the school door, and prowled round the garden. There was a window open, so in I went and found exam questions all over the table. I thought I'd rag you about them!" "You atrocious imp! Look here! You don't know what a scrape you've got us into.
There'll be a shindy if you don't. Our first feast! It's a sort of ceremonial!" "Not 'the cup of brotherhood' but 'the sausage of sisterhood'!" hinnied Jess. Diana looked doubtfully at the two inches of brown, porky substance on her ivy-leaf plate, and sighed. "I feel like the elephant at the Zoo when they offered him his hundredth bun: It may kill me, but it's a beautiful death," she demurred.
It absolutely gives me spasms!" hinnied Magsie. "It's the very image of a village idiot who used to terrify me when I was a kiddie. Don't look at me with those horrid eyes! I shall have a fit!" "Look here, you mad thing!" said Vi. "Can't you tell us who you really are?" "Miss Judkins." "No, no! Your real name! Stop ragging!"
We knew well what it was a grove of willows, with trees of cotton-wood interspersed. We knew them to be the sure signs of water, and we hailed their appearance with delight. The men huzzaed hoarsely the horses neighed the mules hinnied and, in a few moments more, men, mules, and horses, were kneeling by a crystal streamlet, and drinking deeply of its sweet and refreshing waters.
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