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Updated: May 16, 2025
"And have they little brown dots in them like a wood violet?" "No-o-o " "They're blue, just blue, ain't they?" "Yes." "And I suppose most all blue eyes are just blue, without the little brown spots. Wouldn't you think so?" "What in Heaven's name are you driving at?" demanded Pelliter. "I just wanted you to notice that her eyes have little brown spots in them," replied Billy.
"Do I look as if I could be stuck up there by a pin?" "No-o-o, but what do you do? Just float around or swim?" "Well, that's the way you Earth people would put it but we have another word for it." "What is the word?" She shook her head. "That I can't tell you, for you'd never understand it, but it's a very pretty word." Marmaduke sighed. "I'd like to know it," he said, "but I suppose I can't."
Any trouble there, do you suppose?" "No-o-o! But Shirley keeps writing about 'poor David, who doesn't seem to have the money-making knack' with an air that says, 'Poor Shirley! And when a woman begins to speak sadly of her husband's flaws, it is time they were together again with all flaws repaired. Shirley being Shirley, it had better be in prosperity." "Who's going to repair Shirley's flaws?"
"Think the old monks'll mind?" said Tom. "What! that flock of wild-geese going over?" "No-o-o! Our taking the lead." "Oh! I say, Tom, you are a chap," cried his companion. "I know you believe in ghosts." "No, I don't," said Tom stoutly; "but I shouldn't like to live in your old place all the same." "What! because it's part of the old monastery?" "Yes.
Once one came down on my head. I took a bee-line hike, too." "With a fried egg on your head?" "No-o-o. I'll show you how to make a thing to get olives out of the bottom of a bottle too; it's better than a hatpin, but a hatpin is good to catch pollywogs with. There's a Pollywog Patrol that comes to Temple Camp. Gee, I never knew that silver cup was in the car with me all the time."
"He only gives bread-pills, anyhow." "No-o-o!" She flung herself back upon the bed, catching at the pillows as if to hide beneath them, writhing pitifully, moaning, beseeching with terrified eyes. Jane and Thomas stared helplessly at each other, their faces guilty and frightened. "Dearie!" cried Jane; "hush and we won't Oh, Thomas, I'm fairly distracted! Pettie, we won't have the doctor."
And the tempest did not end in a moment; again and again the Tories shouted their hoarse and tempestuous, and angry "No, no!" the word sometimes repeated like a volley: "No, no-o-o, no-o-o-o-o!" this was the noise that rose on the Parliamentary air, and that gave vent to all the passion which had been excited. And then came the division and a restoration of calm.
"There's nothing here that calls for bravery, is there?" "No-o-o," smiled the Frenchman slowly. "Nothing, Captain, but the courage to do and dare and prosper." "You speak like the puzzle page in a mail order magazine," laughed Jack Benson, more easily. "Now, Monsieur, won't you oblige me by becoming more definite?" "What can I say, then?"
"No-o-o, I don't think of anything special," drawled the ghost reflectively; "I'd like to have an iron fence around it to keep the cows off, but I s'pose that's included." "Of course! And a gravel walk, and a lot of abalone shells, and fresh posies daily; a marble angel or two for company, and anything else that will add to your comfort.
Are we nursing a socialist in our bosom?" "No-o-o, I don't think I'm that," said Sidney laughing, and pushing the porch-chairs into comfortable relation. "Let's sit out here until Mr. Valentine comes. No, I'm not a socialist.
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