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She drew it out a slightly runty one with a forced blush and bit small white teeth immediately into it. "M-m-m!" sitting on the chaise-longue and sucking inward. He sat down beside her, a shade graver. "Is my babe disappointed I didn't dig her coat and earrings out of hock?" She lay against him. "I should worry!" "There just ain't no squeal in my girl." "Wanna bite?"
In his nervous excitement the wrench slipped, banging his knuckle. "Ouch! Thunder m-m-m!" howled and snarled the wounded man. "What's the matter? Bark y'r knuckle?" queried Lime, feeling a mighty impulse to laugh. But when he saw the old savage straighten up and glare at him he sobered. Bacon was now in a frightful temper. The veins in his great, bare, weather-beaten neck swelled dangerously.
Nothing flashy, understand, or loud, but the quiet, good stuff that spells ready money." "M-m-m yes. But it wasn't always so ready. Anyway, I always managed somehow. The boy's at college. Sometimes I wonder well, that's another story. I've saved, and contrived, and planned ahead for a rainy day. There have been two or three times when I thought it had come. Sprinkled pretty heavily, once or twice.
Feuerstein's eyes shifted rapidly as he said in a false voice: "She got a divorce years ago." "M-m-m," said Loeb. "Anyhow, she's away off in Russia." "I don't want you to confess a crime you haven't come to me about," said Loeb, adding with peculiar emphasis: "Of course, if we KNEW you were still married to the Mrs. Feuerstein of seven years ago we couldn't take the present case.
It's just a perfectly good idea, founded on common sense and economy." "M-m-m, but that's all Columbus had in mind when he started out to find a short cut to India." Fanny laughed out at that. "Yes, but see where he landed!" But Fenger was serious. "We'll have to have a meeting on this. Are you prepared to go into detail on it, before Mr.
What's the good of worrying my husband, when in a day or two there may be nothing to worry about?" "M-m-m," muttered Miss Blackburne, "I think you're wrong, Mrs. Sands. I have a feeling that Mr. Sands suspects." "That the pearls are gone? How can he?" Beverley cried. "I don't know, I only feel," the little woman repeated. As the two had talked, Clo watched Miss Blackburne's face.
"Well, old man," said I, "I'm satisfied with the prosaic methods of the gas companies, the book-agents, and the riggers of the stock-market. Give me Wall Street and you take Dick Turpin and all his crew. But what has set your mind to working on the Dick Turpin end of it anyhow? Thinking of going in for that sort of thing yourself?" "M-m-m yes," replied Holmes, hesitatingly. "I am.
"Natives. M-m-m," Bruce mumbled. "Nagyuktogmiut, or something like that. Hope the white man happens to be about when we land. I've read Stefansson's account of them. They treated him all right, but when old Thunderbird, his own self, brings them some white men, they may not be so glad to see them, and those chaps have copper-pointed spears and arrows, not to speak of rifles."
They had put their ice-cream together on one plate and were feeding each other. Elmore put a generous spoonful in John Edward's mouth. "Smack your lips loud so I can taste it," he said. "Now it's your turn to give me a spoonful." "M-m-m! ain't it good?" exclaimed John Edward. "I smacked my lips loudest didn't I, Peggy?" But Peggy, talking aside with Anne, did not heed him.
"Odd line," says I. "Now, I could never see much percentage in havin' grandfathers' clocks and old spinning-wheels and such junk around." "Really," says he. "One of your fads, I expect?" says I. "M-m-m," says he. "Shouldn't think you'd find room in a hotel for such stuff," I goes on, doin' a hop-skip across a curb, "or do you have another joint, too?" "Quite so," says he. "Studio."
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