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The letters stood out in bold relief against the brilliant red of the boat. "I propose three cheers for the artist," cried Harriet. "Wait a minute," called Tommy. "Well, what is it?" demanded Margery. "The job ith not finithhed yet. Mith Elting hathn't painted the name on the other thide." "That is true, but to do so I should have to stand in the water," laughed the guardian.
'If you will be quiet, Justin you and Pat and Archie, I will explain about Rosamond, and she put her arm round the little girl affectionately. 'Her's Mith Mouse, not Lotha wubbish, said Ger. 'Hold your began Justin. Ger shut his mouth up tight. 'Miss Mouse then, said Aunt Mattie, 'is my niece, just as you are my nephews, only she's not your cousin. 'Why not? said Pat, suddenly waking up.
He held a coil of rope in his hands. "Look out below," he called, sending the coil shooting down the slab of granite. "By taking hold of the rope, and bracing the body at the proper angle, you mountain climbers ought to be able to walk right up. Who is coming first?" "Let Mith Elting go, tho we can laugh at her," suggested Tommy teasingly. "Thhe won't care if we laugh." "Do!" giggled Margery.
"If you had been, they couldn't have lifted you and you wouldn't have fallen in again." "Fat like you? Never! I'd die firtht," replied Tommy. "But I may ath it ith. I'm freething, Mith Elting." "Get up and go ashore. Hazel, will you please see that Grace doesn't sit down on the cold ground?"
"Mith Crampton, would you like to have the firtht turn of going down with them?" "No, thank you," said Miss Crampton almost suavely, and rising with something very like alacrity. Then, remembering that she had not even mentioned what she came for, "I wish to observe," she said, "that I much disapprove of the noise I hear up in Parliament. I desire that it may not occur again.
'Oh, I know where you mean, said Hec. 'It's Friendly's it's a mixty sort of shop. 'Do look again, Mith Mouse, said Gervais, 'the venny first time you go that way, and p'raps somebody will give me one at Chrithiemuss. He heaved a deep sigh of hope and anxiety in one. And Rosamond smiled to herself as she made a little plan. The winter was not going to set in just yet after all.
He greeted them with his polite but constitutionally leering smile. "Good-evening, mith," he said; "nithe evening!" "He's rather an awful little man," the grey girl said when they had achieved the crossing of the street; "but he's got quite a nice sense of humour." "Ah!" said Thyme. They had turned into a by-street, and stopped before a house which had obviously seen better days.
"Buthter thinkth it ith her clotheth that are heavy," jeered Tommy. "It ithn't your clotheth, Buthter; it'th you." "Make her stop, Miss Elting. Don't you think I am suffering enough, without Tommy making me feel any worse?" "Yes, I do. Tommy, will you please stop annoying Margery?" "Yeth, Mith Elting, I'll thtop until Buthter getth dry again. But I'm jutht ath wet at thhe ith, and I'm not croth."
I don't like to see you at meals with your hair down; you girls are too old for that." "Yes, Miss Elting," answered Harriet. "I gueth I'll cut my hair off. It ith too much trouble to fix it every morning," decided Grace. "But, Mith Elting, couldn't I fix it the night before and thleep in it?" "Certainly not! How can you suggest such a thing?"
Sergeant Witchem, shorter and thicker-set, and marked with the small-pox, has something of a reserved and thoughtful air, as if he were engaged in deep arithmetical calculations. He is renowned for his acquaintance with the swell mob. Sergeant Mith, a smooth-faced man with a fresh bright complexion, and a strange air of simplicity, is a dab at housebreakers.
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