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Lives are assets of various kinds in an army. It is my business to determine the relative value of those of my subordinates. You are not to sacrifice yours." "I haven't yet, sir. I have it with me this morning," Lanstron replied, "and I have some news about our thousandth chance." "Hm-m! What is it?" asked Partow.
"But where is she Mira, I mean? We know she's drawing the profits regularly from the 3-bar-Y. But that foreman of hers is as mute as a clam. . . . And now Bert, her best cowboy, has disappeared. Hm-m! What d'ye make of it, Mahon?" It was not like the Inspector to draw the opinions of his staff, and Mahon regarded him slyly. "You have a theory, sir. I haven't. I only see what's clear.
"Hm-m," the low rocker swayed gently to and fro, "Katy's been ter college, same as Alma, ye know." "Yes; an' an' that's what Jim was talkin' 'bout He was feelin' bad- powerful bad." "Bad!" the rocker stopped abruptly. "Why, Nathan!" "Yes; he " There was a pause, then the words came with the rush of desperation. "He said home wan't like home no more.
"We might take two company for each other, you know!" She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "Hm-m," he agreed pleasantly. "The only trouble is the selecting, James." "Yes, that is a drawback," murmured the man, with a vivid recollection of a certain afternoon under the apple trees. "Well, I'll tell you" Mrs.
"But that was Keith, not I, in the case of John McGuire." "It was you at the last," corrected the girl gently. "Mr. Burton, John McGuire wouldn't have any book out this spring if it weren't for you and your eyes." "Hm-m, perhaps not. Still there'd have been a way, probably. But even if I grant that all you say in the case of John McGuire that isn't winding armatures, or whatever they are." "Mr.
We had square dances, shinney-on-the-ice, wood tag. Perfectly glorious! Such a splendid elegant sunset behind the bare trees! I simply had to stay. Beatrice Leigh and her crowd were there. A big moon came sailing up. We skated to music somebody whistled it. I couldn't bear to stop. I wanted to stay, I tell you. I wanted to stay." "Hm-m," said Agnes, "I wanted to stay too.
Though I needn't caution ye, I guess, sence I found out some time ago that you've got a power o' sympathy in your fly-about little body. Hm-m. I've 'most talked the legs off the iron pot, hain't I? It's time to quit, an' hark! Them's wheels! They're drivin' in here. They're on our gravel, sure. Look out the winder, child, an' see who 'tis. I'm most too tuckered out for more comp'ny to-night.
An' I say I wish some of the patriotic people who are jest showerin' every Charlie Turner with attentions would please sprinkle jest a few on Charlie's wife, to help keep her straight an' sweet an' honest for Charlie when he comes back." "Hm-m, maybe," murmured Mrs. McGuire, rising wearily to her feet; "but there ain't many that thinks of that."
"Why, by that time we shall be real city folks, and you 'll be a partner in the business, maybe." "Hm-m, maybe," echoed Caleb imperturbably; "but we'll see when May comes."
"There! this is about what I wrote to them all," she finished, whipping a note out of one of the unsealed envelopes on the desk and spreading it open before Aunt Hannah's suspicious eyes. "Hm-m; that is very good for you," admitted the lady. "Well, I like that! after all my stern self-control and self-sacrifice to keep out all those things I wanted to write," bridled Billy.
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