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Myra Nell gasped faintly in the darkness, and sat bolt-upright. "You you're joking." "That's no answer." "I I Do you mean it? Oh!" She was out of the hammock now and poised tremblingly before him, like a bird. "Honestly? You're not fooling? Norvin, you dear duck!" She clapped her hands together gleefully and began to dance up and down. "I-I'm going to scream." "Remember your promise."
The judge appeared to reflect. "Well, no," he said at last, "I don't know as there is." "Well, is there?" said Jethro, again. "No," said the judge, with the finality of a decision. A smile seemed to be pulling at the corners of his mouth. "Well, I'm a candidate," said Jethro. "Do you tell me, Jethro, that you want me to appoint you agent to fix that road?" "I-I'm a candidate."
I want your father to interview Dryfoos for me, and I-I'm afraid to ask him." "Poo' Mr. Fulkerson!" she said, and she insinuated something through her burlesque compassion that lifted him to the skies. He swore in his heart that the woman never lived who was so witty, so wise, so beautiful, and so good.
You see, I've brought a book to read to you while you rest you must be tired after your run." "I am, and I will. This is awfully good of you, Miss Blake." Speed rose, overwhelmed with joy, but the look of Glass was not to be passed by. "I-I'm afraid it's impossible, however." The blue eyes flew open in astonishment. "Why?" the girl questioned. "They won't let me. I I'm supposed to keep to myself."
I want your father to interview Dryfoos for me, and I-I'm afraid to ask him." "Poo' Mr. Fulkerson!" she said, and she insinuated something through her burlesque compassion that lifted him to the skies. He swore in his heart that the woman never lived who was so witty, so wise, so beautiful, and so good.
I-I'm afraid I can't tell you everything-it all wants to come out at once. Why didn't you come back as you promised?" "It was Stephanie-she is such a ferocious person! I was brought to the city that day-but no, senor. I did not promise. I said only 'perhaps." "Have you done your penance?" "It was finished yesterday. This is the first time I have been out. Oh, it is delightful.
I was taking him with me to Oyster Bay.... I came down from a week-end at Stockbridge, where some relatives kept Clarence for us while we were abroad during the winter.... I meant to stop and get some things in the house on my way back to Oyster Bay.... Isn't it a perfectly wretched situation?... We the entire family adore Clarence and I-I'm so anxious "
I-I'm h-hit!! I-I-I'm h-h-hit!!!" Then they would burst forth with a song written by William Whalen in commemoration of the exploits of the doughty sheriff, a song which since has become a favorite of the migratory workers as they travel from job to job, and which will serve to keep the deeds of McRae fresh in the minds of the workers for many years to come. TO SHERIFF McRAE
"Now don't you wish you'd stayed at home?" O'Reilly smiled at her. "Good heavens, no! I'm having the time of my life. I nearly died of curiosity at first until I found Major Ramos's tongue." "Hm-m! You found it, all right. He appears to be completely conquered." "I-I'm afraid so," the girl acknowledged, with a little grimace. "You'd think he'd never seen a woman before. He's very intense. Very!"
He was crazy drunk and ha-ha-half blind with blood where Dic knocked him, and he didn't know who f-f-fired the shot." "But suppose he should know?" "B-but he won't know, I-I tell ye. I-I t-trust you; c-can't you trust Patsy? I-I'm not as big a f-fool as I look. I-I let p-people think I'm a fool because when p-people think you're a f-fool, it's lots easier t-t-to work 'em. See?"
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