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And Jim ... Jim said that we shouldn't name them alike unless they were identical twins or mirror twins. If they were fraternal twins, we'd just name them as if they'd been ordinary brothers or sisters or whatever. You know?" She looked at the doctor, pleading for understanding. "I know," he said. "And Jim was always kidding.
"But how about Miss Baxter when does she do something? Is she going to be swept off the boat, too?" "Baxter? Into that water? Quit your kidding!" "But isn't she here at all won't she do anything here?" "Listen here, Kid; why should she loaf around on the set when she's paying me good money to double for her?" "You double for Beulah Baxter?"
"Are you kidding?" asked Govinda. "I'm not kidding. I'm telling you what I've found. Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom. It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it, miracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and taught. This was what I, even as a young man, sometimes suspected, what has driven me away from the teachers.
Courtland was so happy that winter he could scarcely contain himself. Pat had great times kidding him about the Western mail. Courtland was supplying a vacant church down in the old factory district in the city, and Pat often went along.
See, this is a acorn, and in the start that tree wasn't no bigger than this little thing." "Quit your kidding!" But she smiled and her lips were parted sweetly; and always unformed tears would gloze her eyes. "Here, sit here, little lady. Wait till I spread this newspaper out. Gee! Don't I wish you didn't have to go back to the city by two o'clock, little lady!
"Thanks," acknowledged Bruce. "I hadn't contemplated enlarging the factory, but I see I shall need to." "Johnny isn't kidding, Bruce," Val shrewdly warned him. "Neither am I," maintained Bruce stoutly. "I'll have that comb on the market so quickly that you can almost afford to wait for it. Royalty, Johnny?" "No," denied Johnny promptly.
He looked at her suddenly, but before he could speak, she leaned toward him impulsively and laid her hand on his shoulder. "There, I was just kidding. There's nothing in the world I'd rather do. It's a heavenly night. And I like you for your silence. It takes a real person to be still at the right time. Go ahead and dream all you want. It's heavenly."
"I'm kidding myself that I am, but between ourselves, Quinny, I'm reading Gerald Luke's last book. That chap's a poet. He's as good as Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Listen to this!..." But Henry did not wish to listen to Gerald Luke's poems. "Gilbert," he said, "I believe I'm done!" "Done?" Gilbert exclaimed, putting down the book of poems. "Yes. I don't believe I shall ever do another book...."
"Bobbie, you're a trump; I wish more fellows were like you. The difference between us is that while I perfectly agree with you I sit back and talk about it; you go ahead and do something. It's rotten of me not to work harder down here. I know my father is sore on it, and every time he writes I mean to take a brace and do better honest I do, no kidding. But you know how it goes.
He had an impulse to move furtively as if he had stolen something. He went to the door and opened it a little. "Say, Walters, old man," he said, "I can't let you in.... I've got a girl with me. I'm sorry.... I thought you wouldn't get back till tomorrow." "You're kidding, aren't you?" came Walters's voice out of the dark hall. "No." Andrews shut the door decisively and bolted it again.
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