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Helen liked exciting stories and she had heard so many she thought she could tell a few herself and, as it proved, she could. "I don't want to be buried in the snow!" cried Jessie. "I won't be buried and never, never found any more." "You can't help yourself," Helen informed her. "Oh-h, my feet are cold!"
Oh-h, he did kill off a few of 'em, but what we need here is a man that can see both sides of the street and behind him at the same time." "How many folks have you got in this man's town by now, Judge?" "Between six and seven hundred. And we could double it in three months if we could clean things up and make it safe." "How would you do it, Judge? marry everybody?"
And ever afterwards Pem liked that churlish nickum because he ignored her then; because he had no more consciousness of her presence, or of Una's, or of the June woman's, than if they had been rocks blank rocks by the trail, as he flung himself on his knees beside his father. "Dad! Dad!" he cried, his face as gray-blue with hurry as his baseball flannels. "Oh-h!
When there was not another glimmer to be seen, from the shadows came a voice with a soft little tremble in it, or possibly I had grown suddenly sensitive to trembles: "Ursula, Mr. Hanaford was here this afternoon." Now, thought I, it's coming. Steadying myself I asked: "Was he? What did he have to say?" "Oh-h!" indifferently "nothing much. He brought back an armful of books."
"Seer Marcous, let us go to the little horses." She has a consuming passion for petits chevaux. I speak sagely of the evils of gambling. She laughs. I weakly take lower ground. "What is the good? You have no money." "Oh-h! But only two francs," she says, holding out her hand. "Not one. Yesterday you lost." "But to-day I shall win. I want to give you something I saw in a shop.
"But of course we will. We are his kinsmen. He said we were. He just didn't give it all now because he wanted to give himself two more years to come back in, I suppose. You know he's gone exploring. And, of course, if he hadn't come back by then, he would be dead. Then we'd get it all. Oh, yes, we shall get it, I'm sure." "Oh-h!" Mr. Smith settled back in his chair. He looked somewhat nonplused.
Why, Miss Pollyanna, it's as plain as the nose on yer face; it is, it is!" "Oh-h!" breathed Pollyanna, in wide-eyed amazement. "But, Nancy, I should think if they loved each other they'd make up some time. Both of 'em all alone, so, all these years. I should think they'd be glad to make up!" Nancy sniffed disdainfully. "I guess maybe you don't know much about lovers, Miss Pollyanna.
"And there's truth more truth than you know in it all, too. But I can't do it, David, not that not that. 'T would take more than THINKING to bring that," she added, under her breath, as if to herself. "But thinking does bring things," maintained David earnestly. "There's Joe Joe Glaspell. His mother works out all day; and he's blind." "Blind? Oh-h!" shuddered Miss Holbrook.
"Oh-h, it has has it?" mumbled the big man, lamely. Then, with a little more spirit he sputtered: "What do you think I'm here for just to tote you back and forth?" "Oh, no, sir," dimpled Pollyanna. "Of course you aren't just for me! There are all these others. I know what you are. You're a policeman. We've got one of you out where I live at Mrs.
And with that injunction the little old maid hopped away, leaving me to the scrutiny and cross-questioning of a rather pretty woman of twenty-eight or thirty. "Ever worked in a factory before?" she began, with lofty indifference, as if it didn't matter whether I had or had not. "No." "Where did you work?" "I never worked any place before." "Oh-h!"
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