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I love you so much that it hurts me to say it." "Why do you do it, then?" "Because it hurts me more not to. Just once. 'I love you. Just a weeny once." "You're going to be like your father, tease, tease, tease, all day long, till I'm worn out." "I'm not going to be like Papa. I don't tease. It's you that's teasing. How'm I to know you love me if you won't say it?"
"How'm I going to guess," says I, "when I never heard tell of it before?" "But you can guess, can't you? It's just as easy." "WHICH candle?" I says. "Why, any candle," he says. "I don't know where he was," says I; "where was he?" "Why, he was in the DARK! That's where he was!" "Well, if you knowed where he was, what did you ask me for?" "Why, blame it, it's a riddle, don't you see?
After what seemed like an hour, he opened his eyes. "How'm I doing?" "I noticed no reduction in field strength," Corina said. "You are too it is difficult to put properly. Defensive, perhaps, or suspicious. If this is to work, you must trust me." She thought for a minute, then took the dagger from her belt and held it out to the Ranger, hiding a wince of anticipation at his touch.
"How'm I goin' t' prove it?" asked Bill, thus driven into a corner. "By gettin' Injun t' talk," Charlie answered. "An' furthermore I'll betcha a can of peaches or a apple pie for each one of this gang, all 'round, that you can't prove it." Canned peaches are regarded as a great luxury in the West, or were at that time, to say nothing of apple pies, and Bill considered the matter.
"How'm I ter know what he means?" said Tommy, politely. "And, Tommy, I seen Harry Dale give young Tommy Carey a lick with a strap the day before New Year's Eve for throwing his sister's cat into the dam," said Aunt Emma, coming to poor Mary's rescue. "Never mind, Mary, my dear, he said goodbye to you last." "No, he didn't!" roared Uncle Abel.
"Keep that dratted thing out of my face, won't you?" shrieked the agonized Bailey. "How'm I goin' to see to steer with that smackin' me between the eyes every other second?" "Hey? Did you speak to me?" asked the widow sweetly. "Did I SPEAK? No, I screeched! What in tunket " "I want you to see this picture of the mayor's house in Blazeton.
"Say, where's my other shoe? Anybody seen my leather around? I bet you now some fellow just grabbed it up, and tossed the same to that pesky old cat last night; and if so, how'm I ever to limp around with only one shoe for my both feet; because some of the things went into the water, for I heard the splash?"
Oh, it's a heavenly place! Otis Yeere laughed bitterly. 'There's not the least necessity that you should stay in it. Why do you? 'Because I must. How'm I to get out of it? 'How! In a hundred and fifty ways. If there weren't so many people on the road I'd like to box your ears. Ask, my dear boy, ask! Look! There is young Hexarly with six years' service and half your talents.
"I was on the gravel bank all afternoon. It's steep. Seemed to wrench the cut." "Well," said Cassidy, "I've no kind of use for a man who doesn't know enough to keep himself from getting hurt. You have got to get that foot better right away or get out." He shook a big, hard fist at the swamp. "How'm I going to fill up that pit with a crowd of stiffs and deadbeats like those I'm driving now?
Next, after being severely warned against stooping, Penrod got his feet into the slippers he wore to dancing-school "patent-leather pumps" now decorated with large pink rosettes. "If I can't stoop," he began, smolderingly, "I'd like to know how'm I goin' to kneel in the pag " "You must MANAGE!" This, uttered through pins, was evidently thought to be sufficient.
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