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Incidentally the train, as represented by Jarley, took on a load of freight, consisting of the same fuel, and off they started again.

I am afraid," he added, "that they will have to be enlightened somewhat as Pharaoh was enlightened." "Well, that's sense, too," said Mr. Widgeon; "I guess you're the man to enlighten 'em." "Moderate talk appeals to me," declared Mr. Jarley. "And when that fails," said Mr. Terry, 'hard, tellin' blows." "Don't lose track of the fact that we've got our eye on you," said Mr.

"A gypsy cart!" she gurgled presently, rising phoenix-like at last from a dumb-struck supineness. "A gypsy cart! Well! A wheelbarrow wouldn't have surprised me more, Diane, a wheelbarrow with a motor!" "Don't you remember Mrs. Jarley's wagon?" reminded Diane. "It had windows and curtains " "Surely," broke in Aunt Agatha with strained dignity, "you're not going in for waxworks like Mrs. Jarley!"

"And you'll never be sorry for it," returned Mrs. Jarley. "So, as that's all settled, let us have a bit of supper." The next morning, the caravan having arrived at the town, and the waxworks having been unpacked in the town hall, Mrs. Jarley sat down in an armchair in the centre of the room, and began to instruct Nell in her duty. "That," said Mrs.

James, the champion featherweight fusser of the school, followed. He carried a campchair and a hot-water bottle. Petey Simmons, five feet four in his pajamas, and Jiggs Jarley, champion catch-as-catch-can-and-hold-on-tight waltzer in college, came next.

But instead of adopting this course of retaliation, Mrs Jarley, on second thoughts, brought out the suspicious bottle, and ordering glasses to be set forth upon her favourite drum, and sinking into a chair behind it, called her satellites about her, and to them several times recounted, word for word, the affronts she had received.

I suppose you couldn't stop away if you was to try ever so much. 'I shall not be in the town, I think, ma'am, said the child. 'Not there! cried Mrs Jarley. 'Then where will you be? 'I I don't quite know. I am not certain. 'You don't mean to say that you're travelling about the country without knowing where you're going to? said the lady of the caravan. 'What curious people you are!

Jarley said of her waxwork, and let the case pass: "I won't go so far as to say that, as it is, I've seen waxwork quite like life but I've certainly seen some life that was exactly like waxwork."

"What's that a football?" queried Mrs. Jarley. "Not by ten thousand long shots!" cried Jarley. "No, indeed. It's this: I'm more thankful than I can express that Jack is not twins. If he had been, you'd have been a widow this evening." We both loved Maude deeply, and Maude loved us. We know that, because Maude told us so.

If this was all that Jawkins had wherewith to prejudice her with the King, she need not fear the astute manager. But she could not feel wholly free from dread. She was aware that Jarley Jawkins was not a man to be trifled with. She went down to the parlor where the royal reception was to be held, so as to be in time to receive her own guests. It was early, and no one had yet arrived.

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