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You got two legs and no crutches! I thought you lost a leg." "I did," he said, smiling, "but Uncle Sam gave me another one." "Why, abody'd hardly know it. Ain't, Phœbe, he just limps a little? Now I bet your mom'll be glad to see you to have you back again, I mean." "Yes. I can't wait to get up the hill. I must go now. I'll be down later, Phœbe," he added. "All right," she said quietly.
"Here's yer pack, Santy," he whispered, gleefully. "They're all waitin' in the front room yonder. I'll slip in the back way, whilst you go round and give a good thump at the front door and mom'll let you in." Trembling with eagerness, Tom tiptoed round the house, managing to slip an oblong package into the capacious depths of the big sack as he did so.
I won't be a baby! Mom'll maybe need me. I'm big now!" he muttered, finding a little comfort in the sound of his own voice. Poor Robin's Prince; alas, he felt very young and helpless before the trouble which he faced.
'Gimme ten bucks, please, for an ice cream cone down at the soda bubb? And his mom'll say to his dad, 'George, Dear is the ionocar nice and shiny? I have to go play bridge with the girls over in Nelsenville... No, I'm not ribbing you, Frankie. It'll be kind of nice to hear that type of talk, again if they only include a place for a man to be a little bit himself."
Are you police?" "Yes, that's it!" said Ledermann. "You've guessed it. We are policemen." "Where's your uniforms?" he asked then. "You ain't policemen. What you doin' here yourself? You can't arrest me for just goin' to sleep in this dinky little dog house. Gee, I might have slept all night! Guess I'll go along. Pop and Mom'll fix me for bein' so late."
Jayres, "I will; if I don't, the end of it all will be murder. Some time or other I'll be seized of a passion, and there's no telling what'll happen. There's your two dollars to the end of the week now, go!" "Aw, now," said Bootsey, "wot's de use? I aint done nawfin'. 'Fi gets bounced mom'll drub me awful! You said you wanted me to take a letter up to Harlem dis afternoon." "Yes, you scamp!
Instantly he felt a hand clasping his eagerly, and a boyish voice exclaimed softly: "Oh! I wanter thank you ever so much for what you did, and my mom'll say the same thing when she sees you!" "That's all right, Joe. All of us are only boys, older than you, of course, but ready to hold out a helping hand to a poor chap in trouble.
"I don't want your candy and you ain't my sister, and I won't go back. You'll beat me, and mom'll beat me and everybody else'll beat me. Don't let her take me back, please don't," Glen concluded, turning his face pleadingly toward Miss Ladd. "Oh, you must go back, Glen," the Guardian replied, reproachfully. "That's your home, don't you know?
"Ach, David, don't you know that it's vonderful bad luck to go back for something when you got started once?" The boy laughed. "It is bad luck to have to climb that hill again. But mom'll say what I ain't got in my head I got to have in my feet. They're big enough to hold a lot, too, Phœbe, ain't they?" She giggled, then laughed merrily. "Ach," she said, "you say funny things.
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