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"No-o-o: I am merely tired," was my reply as I pushed her from me. This seemed to her so curious that straightway she seated herself by my side. "You see," she went on, "I decided to spend so much upon these horses only because I can easily sell them again. They would go at any time for TWENTY thousand francs." "Yes, yes. They are splendid horses, and you have got a splendid turn-out.
We're not going to turn you out-of-doors to-night. You'll have to stay here until we investigate this affair. What's your name?" The child hesitated for a moment. "Will you please call me Cordelia?" she said eagerly. "CALL you Cordelia? Is that your name?" "No-o-o, it's not exactly my name, but I would love to be called Cordelia. It's such a perfectly elegant name."
But go back to Pasquale? Oh, no-o-o!" She fell back in her sofa-corner, and fixed her great, deep imploring eyes on me. "My dear," said I, "you know this is your home as long as ever you choose to stay in it but " and I stroked her hair gently "if he comes back when your child is born his child " She drew herself up superbly. "It is my child my very, very own," cried Carlotta.
Rachel says, 'Pyes they always were and Pyes they always will be, world without end, amen. I want to talk of pleasanter things. It's all settled as to where my new home shall be." "Oh, Anne, where? I do hope it's near here." "No-o-o, that's the drawback. Gilbert is going to settle at Four Winds Harbor sixty miles from here." "Sixty! It might as well be six hundred," sighed Diana.
One of the yearlings, seated at a table not far from the one at which Prescott sat, called out to a classmate: "Queer thing about that prisoner bagged on number three last night. Did you hear who the prisoner turned out to be?" "No-o-o," drawled the other yearling, while a hundred pairs of eyes were turned on flame-faced Prescott. "Kind of tough fate for the prisoner, though," railed another.
But lookee here, Tom-Jeff, this ain't sellin' you the finest saddle-hawss in the valley. What do ye say about Saladin?" "Oh, I don't know," said Tom. "I don't love horses very much. You know what the Bible says: A horse is a vain thing for safety. Is this bay going to make me lose my temper and knock his pinhead brains out the first time I put a leg over him?" "No-o-o, suh!
"No need for us to worry, with Dave's eye glued to his watch," laughed Dan. "Come on, fellows," summoned Darrin finally. "We haven't more than time now to make the dock and get back to supper formation." "Take a cab?" asked Farley. "You know, we've found that they're vastly cheaper than American cabs." "No-o-o, not for me," decided Dave.
"I suppose you have told a hundred other persons of Aaron's prowess?" said I. "No-o-o," she answered. "And so," said I, "when Perry Thomas finished his oration last night, I had to catch it up; and if my soldiering is to result in any material good to me I must keep that oration moving to the end." "But will you?" she asked. How I liked the way she put it! It was flattering subtly so.
This was old, and gave way under him in such a way that he fell on the other side. Holcroft leaped the fence with a bound, but Tim, lying on his back, shrieked and held up his hands, "You won't hit a feller when he's down!" "No," said Holcroft, arresting his hickory. "I'll send you to jail, Tim Weeks. That stone you fired cut my head. Was your father in that crowd?" "No-o-o!" blubbered Tim.
"Madame Zénobie is for the Union herself." "Ah! no-o-o!" exclaimed the good woman, with an alarmed face. She lifted her shoulders and extended what Narcisse would have called the han' of rep-u-diation; then turned away her face, lifted up her underlip with disrelish, and asked the surrounding atmosphere, "What I got to do wid Union? Nuttin' do wid Union nuttin' do wid Confédéracie!"
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