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Heron roused himself from the maze of gloomy thoughts that were again paralysing his tongue. He turned bleary, wild eyes on Armand. "We have got one of them, then?" he murmured incoherently, babbling like a drunken man. "M'yes!" replied Chauvelin lightly; "but it is too late now for a formal denunciation and arrest.
I neglect my other work for that fellow of mine; he bags everything I think. I never light on a new thing, but 'Hullo! I cry, 'here's an idea for the book! If you are engaged on a big subject, all your thinking works into it or out of it." "M'yes," said Logan; "but that's a swashing way of putting it."
The occasion for my astonishment was the fact that when I handed her my card, "Dr. Hubert Ford Cumberledge, St. Nathaniel's Hospital," she had glanced at it for a second and exclaimed, without sensible pause or break, "Oh, then, of course, you're half Welsh, as I am." The instantaneous and apparent inconsecutiveness of her inference took me aback. "Well, m'yes: I AM half Welsh," I replied.
She herself was radiant in a rose satin that made her look, as her small son remarked ecstatically, like a valentine. "Mustn't it be horrid to be a man and always wear the same black clothes?" "M'yes," answered Joy absent-mindedly. "If I look as nice as you do I don't have to worry. But but will Gail Maddox be very much dressed?" "She will," replied Phyllis decisively.
He wants you to go over." "I've been thinking over the whole business," said Phyl, "and I feel I ought to go." "Aren't you happy in Dublin?" asked he. "M'yes," answered the other. "But, you see at least, I'm as happy as I suppose I'll be anywhere, only they are my people and I feel I ought to go to them. It's very lonely to have no people of one's own. You and Mrs.
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