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Wait till we get it all done, and we'll give you a spread and a surprise." "Say, Bill, this thing's great," Terry said. "Father is going to get me an outfit in the city and I'll pay you and Gus to set it up for " "Set it up yourself, you lazy thing!" said Cora. "If you please, miss, I've got other matters " "All right, Terry, see you later about it. Now, listen, hopefuls.
"Phil," he said uneasily, "drop your triangles a bit and listen. Would you think it dishonest to keep a thing secret that ought to be known?" "That depends a good deal on what the secret is, and what I have got to do with it," replied Phil. "But why do you ask?" "Because I've been keeping a secret a long time much against my will an' I can stand it no longer.
I almost ran over an old gentleman outside here, and it comes to me now that he said something like 'take your wife home for to-day, my boy! I was in such a hurry to get at you, Marge, that I didn't listen. My wife! Good Lord, to think I have her again!" She got her breath a little, and stopped shivering, and looked at him. He had not changed much; one does not in fifteen months.
Every now and then he leaned forward between his aunt and Florimel, and spoke to the latter. To Malcolm's eyes she seemed to listen with some haughtiness. Now and then she cast him an indifferent glance. Malcolm was pleased: Lord Liftore was anything but the Ferdinand to whom he could consent to yield his Miranda.
'Horses and guns going by how fine! some one whispered. 'Yes, yes; believe me, that is how the accidents to the children happen. You must know yourself that it is true. One runs out to look 'But I never saw any at all, a boy cried sorrowfully. 'Only one noise I heard. That was when Aunt Emmeline's house fell down. 'But listen to me. I am telling you!
"I'm sick of all this pious twaddle, and would a thousand-fold rather listen to the music of your voice out under the trees." "You 'thank heaven'!" she repeated with a reckless laugh. "I'm inclined to think, Mr. Sibley, from the nature of your words, you named the wrong locality." The answering look he gave her indicated that she puzzled him.
The following has proved quite effective as a short introduction to my stories when I was addressing large audiences of children: "Do you know that last night I had a very strange dream, which I am going to tell you before I begin the stories? Stories! Stories! Who will listen to my stories? And the children came flocking round me in my dream, saying: 'Tell us your stories.
"Then listen," he said, "and I'll tell you the whole facts, as far as I've been able to gather them." What he recounted was certainly romantic, though a little involved, for he was not a very good raconteur.
"The Gandharva said, 'O son of Pritha, O foremost of all intelligent men, I will duly recite to you in full this charming narrative. O, listen with attention to what I say in explanation of why I have addressed thee as Tapatya. That one in heaven who pervadeth by his light the whole firmament had a daughter named Tapati equal unto himself.
Let us imitate them; let us extend our business, and at the same time press forward into higher society." "Goodness! Birotteau, do you know what I am thinking of as I listen to you? You are like the man who looks for knots in a bulrush.
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