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They clung to the girl's hand, gazing at her with wistful eyes. It seemed as if they could not bear to let her go out of their lives again. "We may never see you again, dearie," one old woman said, "but we never'll forgit you. You've helped us. I reckon life won't seem quite so hard now. We kind o' see a glimmer of a way out."
"I never'll go to sleep on de watch agin, so help me Possifus!" exclaimed Cyd, now fully impressed by the magnitude of his criminal neglect. "I'll answer for him," said Lily; "I'll stay on deck and keep him awake next time." "O, no, you needn't, Lily." "But why can't I keep watch in the daytime, and let both of you sleep? If there was any danger I could call you."
"Never'll gain strength in this way ought to have begun tonics three weeks ago. Well, we'll do what we can to repair the mischief. Port wine is as good as anything to begin on. You may order a bottle brought up, if you please." As Mr. Hastings rang the bell and gave the order, Pliny stole a glance of mingled entreaty and dismay at Theodore and Dr. Vincent.
"I hope I'll see yeh once in a while, boys, to taik over old times." "Of course," said Saunders, whose voice trembled a little, too. "It ain't exactly like dyin'." "But we'd ought'r go home with you," said the younger man. "You never'll climb that ridge with all them things on yer back." "Oh, I'm all right! Don't worry about me. Every step takes me nearer home, yeh see. Well, goodbye, boys."
"When the boys got back they found them smart Alecks, Bob Walsh and Andy Sweeney, waiting for 'em, and they consoled 'em, saying, That's just the way with that old bull-head. Never'll take no good advice from nobody about running' the company. Thinks he knows it all. You see how he runs the company. He haint got the addresses o' half his men this minnit, and don't know where they are.
"Don't want to," said Striped Chipmunk, sticking his tongue in his cheek. "Cry-baby Danny Never'll be a manny! Run to mamma, Danny, dear, And she will wipe away your tear!" Striped Chipmunk hopped and skipped out of sight, and Danny Meadow Mouse began to cry again because Striped Chipmunk would not play with him. It was true, dreadfully true!
"He never'll untie it, Polly," said Ben; "that's just like a girl's knots!" "Why didn't you tie it then?" said Polly; "I'm sure it's as good as a boy's knots, and they always muss up a parcel so." And she gave a loving, approving little pat to the top of the package, which, despite its multitude of knots, was certainly very neat indeed. Ben, grasping the pen again, "here goes for the direction.
When it comes to what the collective brain can do, you can't limit her. You never'll make her believe in miracles, but she can find out how they're done." "Mercy!" said Nan. "You talk like a book." How she ought to be given a hand, so she doesn't have to spend the next thirty years or so outwitting the German devil. That's hard sledding for her beautiful intelligence.
Then, after a pause, she said, in a more feeble, but equally earnest voice, "No, no, Stephie, I never'll tell I never, never will!" The moment the words had left her lips, she started, turned, saw Gertrude standing by the bedside, and with a frightful look, shrieked, rather than asked, "Did you hear? Did you hear? You did," continued she, "and you'll tell! Oh, if you do!"
It was something about Malbrook "gone to the army" "hope he never'll come back." And there was Tira now, within the circle of his fascination, bending a little toward him, her eyes darker than he had seen them for many a day, her white arms wide, as if she invited him.
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