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She led the way to the dining-room and ordered coffee. "Now tell me," she demanded breathlessly. "It's a mixed-up business," said Gray, holding his numb hands to the blaze. "We left here early in the night and worked on a wrong trail till midnight. Then a train-man out at the Junction gave us a clue, and we got a couple of bloodhounds and traced Wilson as far as Ellersberg."
History requires a world of time and bitter hard work when your "education" is no further advanced than the cat's; when you are merely stuffing yourself with a mixed-up mess of empty names and random incidents and elusive dates, which no one teaches you how to interpret, and which, uninterpreted, pay you not a farthing's value for your waste of time.
The chance might undo the proving, you see." "What a rotten, mixed-up, meaningless remark!" he retorted. "Is it because you find I am so dull, you still have to talk to me?" "Quin is never dull, he is only depressing. Dick, do hurry up and begin supper.
So now you are Braselet Bound Brother. Don't forget. From TARA." "I hope you aren't hurting much. Do splain to Uncle Nevil properly and come down soon. I am hear playing with Chris. Roy sat looking from the letter to the bangle with a distinctly pleasant kind of mixed-up feeling inside.
He knew by now that the four he had come to rescue were hidden underneath the powder-magazine, and he could see the magazine itself. But he could think of no way of rescuing them, for the city absolutely boiled with frantic, mixed-up castes and creeds picked at random, and thrown in at random from the whole of India. A mouse could not have passed through the streets undetected!
That don't give you the right idea of it at all it is much more shining and beautiful." "Did you talk with those archangels and patriarchs, Sandy?" "Who I? Why, what can you be thinking about, Stormy? I ain't worthy to speak to such as they." "Is Talmage?" "Of course not. You have got the same mixed-up idea about these things that everybody has down there. I had it once, but I got over it.
IV. Who Do You Think Did It? or, The Mixed-Up Murder Mystery. The afternoon edition of the Metropolitan Planet was going to press. Five thousand copies a minute were reeling off its giant cylinders. A square acre of paper was passing through its presses every hour. In the huge Planet building, which dominated Broadway, employés, compositors, reporters, advertisers, surged to and fro.
You had been quiet for a while and all at once you broke out delirious you was beggin' somebody or other not to do somethin'. For your sake, for their own sake, they mustn't do it. 'Twas awful to hear you. A mixed-up jumble about Abbie, whoever she is not much, by the way you went on about her and please, please, please, for the Lord's sake, give it up.
It's such a queer mixed-up business, this locating, working, and selling claims. I want none of it." "Hardman's men, either at his instigation or Dick's, deliberately ran two of my men out of their claims. They'll tell you so." "I'm astonished. I certainly am astonished," replied Wiggate, and he looked it. "Marco is the hardest town I ever rode into," declared Pan.
Why, only a narrow streak of water separates 'em there, sure enough." "Oh! that was only a guess on my part," Paul confessed. "I saw about how far away the mainland trended up there, and supposed that our island must run near it in places. I'm pleased to see that I hit the mark, for once at least, in this mixed-up mess."
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