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Nimble Dick wore at first a roguish air, but a sudden memory of Dirk's face when he turned away from his mother's grave came in time. Open graves are not easy things to forget. Dirk went to the church that day; went with young Ried by invitation, and sat in the pew behind Mr. Roberts. By the way, the seat which he occupied was another of Mr. Roberts' peculiarities.

Ere he quite recovered she had him turned on his face, and her weighty knee grinding down his shoulders, while her nimble hands whipped off her kerchief and tied his hands behind him in a twinkling.

Seeing this, they filled my plate and let me be, turning their nimble tongues on our host What handsome whiskers la! la! He'd better be careful with those hirsute adornments and a cabin with a plank floor! He couldn't hope to remain a bachelor long! So the banter ran. What an assorted company it was!

"And what call you the distance to the nearest settlement on the Connecticut?" demanded the other with an air so studiously indifferent as to furnish an easy clue to the inner workings of his mind. "Some twenty hours would bring a nimble runner to the outer habitations, granting small time for food and rest.

So these dear little squirrels returned to their forest home, and may be living there yet. "Nurse," said Lady Mary, "how do you like the story?" Mrs. Frazer said it was a very pretty one. "Perhaps my dear little pet is one of Nimble or Silvy's children.

Any man less jocular, less nimble witted, and self-possessed than Mr. James Gollop, would have then and there declared himself, and his identity; but Mr. James Gollop's wits and humor, running in team and usually at a gallop, were now racing like lightning.

Then he glided about the room in his own nimble fashion, looking behind the two vases on the mantelpiece, raking over the littered burden of the table in the corner, and peering and poking into every place where there was the least likelihood of finding a stray pair of scissors; Miss Wilkeson all the while deprecating any further search. Mr.

When the guest had departed, with a puzzled, questioning look still lingering on her face, Luccia turned to me, her eyes bright pools of merriment: "It was quite true, wasn't it? Come, let us try it." And, nimble as a girl, she was on her feet, and we executed quite a passable tango up and down the veranda, to the accompaniment of her husband's "Luccia! Luccia! what a wild thing you are!"

The smile of welcome was ever ready on her little, thin white face, the quick jest on her nimble tongue. "We mustn't be piggy just because we are happy," she said to her husband once. "How are they to know we are having our honeymoon?" And then she nestled close to him, whispering, "It's quite the best honeymoon any woman ever had."

The red squirrel ran to and fro several times, each time carrying off a nut to his nest in the hemlock; after a while, he came no more. As soon as he was out of sight Nimble led the way, and found the hoard.