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And where should the offer come from but from those who know I have the power?" "Do you mean to say that the offer came from this firm?" "Hush-sh, Mr. Mason. The very walls hear and talk in such a place as this. I'm not to know who made the offer, and I don't know. But a man can give a very good guess sometimes.

Mrs Ravenshaw, with placid face and closed eyes, had replied with another gentle "hush-sh!" Descending once more, Miss Trim was met by a sudden stream, which had burst in the back door. Rushing again into the old lady's bedroom, she cried vehemently, "Woman! won't you get up?" "Why should I?" asked the other in a sleepy tone. "Isn't Samuel looking after it?" "Of course he is, but "

Stanford made no reply; he was staring like one who cannot believe his eyes. Kate's face shown in profile was plainly visible as they drew nearer. The man's, shrouded by coat-collar and peaked cap, was all hidden, save a well-shaped nose. "It is Kate," repeated Mr. Stanford, blankly. "And what does it mean?" "Hush-sh!" whispered Rose; "they will hear you." She drew him back softly.

At last another footstep sounded in the hall. "That's her'n," Muggins whispered. "Is you crazy, Mas'r Hugh?" "Hush-sh!" came warningly from Hugh, who, the next moment had turned his head away from the fading light, and with eyes closed, pretended to be asleep.

"Uncle 'Ichard is blind," lisped the little girl, while the boy rejoined, "but the bestest man that ever lived. Why, he's betterer than father, I guess, for I asked ma wan't he, and pa told me yes." "Hush-sh, child," returned the stranger, fearing lest they might attract too much attention. Then removing the shade, his eyes rested long and wistfully upon the little boy and girl as he said,

'Hush-sh! Her hand touched his beneath the table, reprovingly and tenderly. 'Mr. Selwyn, said Lady Durwent, 'you have not tasted your soup. Lady Durwent was blessed in the possession of a cook whose artistry was beyond question, if the same could not be said of the guests to whom she so frequently ministered.

He mentioned his choice, and the University scholarships that were to be had there. "Debbie!" implored Mrs Goldsworthy, under her breath. "Hush-sh!" hissed her husband. "You be quiet, Molly," Deb playfully adjured her. "This has nothing to do with you, or with anybody except Bob and me. You come and spend your next vacation with me at Redford, Bob, and then we can talk it all over together."

"I won't disturb her." As he started softly upstairs, Mrs. Newbolt opened the dining-room door a crack, and peered in at Mary Houghton. "Did you tell him?" she said, in a wheezing whisper. Mrs. Houghton shook her head. "Well, I can tell you who won't tell him," said Eleanor's aunt; "me! To tell a man that his wife " "Hush-sh!" said Mrs. Houghton; "he's coming downstairs.

The Admiral stared at her, and then burst out laughing. 'You young impertinence! What do you know about the Three Ones? He had got his certificates before he was one-and-twenty. But here, I will tell you something. He took her a step aside. 'Hush, now hush-sh. It is a State secret. Don't say a word.

"Hush-sh! look yonder!" interrupted my friend, pointing through the open door. I looked out into the moonlight. Three human forms were moving along the wall, towards the entrance of the patio. Their height, their peculiar attitudes, and the stealthy silence of their steps, convinced me they were Indians. The next moment they were lost under the dark shadows of the saguan. "Who are they?"

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