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"It's a I've never seen one, but Mamie says they get at you and hurt you. I think it's a kind of big sort of ugly man that creeps in when you're asleep." "So that's why you thought I was one?" The White Hope nodded. "Forget it!" said Steve. "Mamie is a queen, all right, believe me, but she's got the wrong dope on this microbe proposition. You don't need to be scared of them any more.
Mamie closed her eyes for a moment, and then opening them, said, "Call her, and call papa and Eddie, for I think I am dying." Allie quietly left her side to call her mother. Eddie having just arrived glided silently into the room, and then went to call his father.
And thence, with one half of the Perrier-Jouet I would accept no more we voyaged in a hack to the Norah Creina. "What a dear little ship!" cried Mamie, as our miniature craft was pointed out to her. And then, on second thought, she turned to the best man. "And how brave you must be, Mr. Dodd," she cried, "to go in that tiny thing so far upon the ocean!"
We shall feel at least that." "Oh," she sighed, "the quantity we seem likely to 'feel'! But what becomes, in these conditions, of the girl?" "Of Mamie if we're all provided? Ah for that," said Strether, "you can trust Chad." "To be, you mean, all right to her?" "To pay her every attention as soon as he has polished off Jim.
"I got you placed now," said Steve, regarding him with interest. "You're not going to turn into an ambassador or an artist or any of them things. You're going to be the greatest district attorney that ever came down the pike." The Sixty-First Street Cyclone It was past seven o'clock when Kirk, bending over the wheel, with Mamie at his side came in sight of the shack.
He was looking first down into her face, and then at the industrious kiddie getting his supper from the maternal fount, and then at the handsome bunch on the steps, as he alternately munched a bite of his cookie and fed Mamie one, to the delight of the children.
The house they occupied was their own, free and clear, and the furniture which it contained suggested the size of their joint income, which was somewhere near eighty dollars a month. Mamie Calligan was not good-looking, not nearly as good-looking as her mother had been before her. Mrs. Calligan was still plump, bright, and cheerful at fifty, with a fund of good humor.
I asked in despair. "Left 'em in my light overcoat pockets, Mamie. I'm a bigger ass than than Mafferton." "You are," I said with decision. "No Englishman goes anywhere without his light overcoat. What have you done with yours?" "Left it in the carriage," replied Dick humbly. "That shows," said I bitterly, "how little you have learned in England.
Saturday afternoon Josephine went over home to see how Mamie and Jack were getting on. She found Mrs. Tom there, and the latter promptly despatched Jack and Mamie to the post-office that she might have an opportunity to hear Josephine's news. "I've had an awful week of it, Ida," said Josephine solemnly, as she sat down by the stove and put her feet up on the glowing hearth.
So seldom do I break out that an eruption of mine never fails to clear the air of an unwelcome topic. Our boys have grown up on a sort of an "every-man-for himself" principle, and when it came to a fight for the favorite corner of the sofa, the favorite game, or picture-book, "Mamie" was in the thick of it every time. "What else can you expect?" said I to Belle, consolingly.
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