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He thrust both arms out, as if delving into the treasures of his future. "Whew-w-w!" he sighed. "I'll need oodles of money. I'm going to be as busy as a woodpecker in the acorn season." Donna drew his arm within hers and they walked slowly up and down the brick-lined patio. "It means a fight to the finish, Bobby dear and you're terribly handicapped.

The ICONOCLAST became a target for oodles of cheap wit and barrels of black-guardism by the journalistic organ-grinders for the insurance buccaneers; but as yet none of the megalophanous-mouthed micrococci have attempted to answer its arguments or to demonstrate that the indictment was too drastic.

"Beatrice, why did you put that into his head?" her mother demanded, fretfully. "Never mind, honey," called Beatrice cheeringly. "You and I will make hundreds of mud pies when we get to Uncle Dick's ranch. Just think, hon, oodles of beautiful, yellow mud just beside the door!" "Look here, Trix! Seems to me you're promising a whole lot you can't make good. I don't live in a 'dobe patch."

She would seek out short-haired mannish women with theories and oodles of unpublished short stories, and feed them well, opening her house for their drawing-room talks. She would be a lion tamer! She was done with sighing and tears, belonging to the first stage of Glorious Girlism; and with pouting and flirting, which belonged to the second she would now make them roar, herself included!

The speaker laughed and told the story. The discoverer had stolen off by night, got an expert to come and examine it, and would tell the result only to one friend, and in a whisper. "'You haven't got much plumbago, the expert had said, 'but you've got dead oodles of silica. You know, Barb, silica's nothing but flint, ha-ha!" Fair smiled.

I can't sleep unless I take a powder and I can't have any enthusiasm in the morning unless I have oodles of black coffee. Of course one has had to do serious work thank heavens the war is over! but you can't give up all the good times.... What a lovely centre piece! And those cunning little gilt suitcases for favours! A really truly gold veil pin in each one? You love!

"They're housed over near the Riverside Drive with a wild enthusiast who has oodles and wads of money old Simeon Pratt." "I've heard of Simeon Uncle Simeon the reporters call him on 'the Street. I remember now about his spiritualism. He had some remarkable experiences after his wife's death drowned, wasn't she?"

The worst of it is, this young fellow is rich he's got dead oodles of money and he's making more every hour out of his mail contracts. One good thing is, we understand the situation, and all's fair in love and war. You can see, though, that Mrs. Martin has dealt herself a hand in the game. By the dough on her fingers she proposes to have a fist in the pie.

"That's the idea," cried Patsy, approvingly. "Daddy has worked hard all summer, Uncle John, looking after that annoying money of yours, and a vacation will do him oodles of good." Major Doyle sighed. "I misdoubt the wisdom of the trip," said he, "but I'll go, of course, if you all insist.

I hear you're makin' oodles of money drawin' pictures for Mr. Bingham Henderson but let me tell you, my girl, you can't make good red blood no matter how much money you have. There's only one can do that." "Who's that, Aunt Kate?" Mary Rose hungered for the information, as she leaned against the table. "Who can make good red blood?" "God Almighty, honey, an' he's the only one.

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