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"Yes, I should think it would be," agreed Lulu. "Do you know, Honey, Clara's an awful cat! She's dreadfully jealous of Peachy. The things she says to her! She knows Pete's still half in love with her. Peachy understands him on his art side as Clara can't. Clara simply hands it to Pete if he looks at Peachy.
Obviously she gave it; for following her quick, clear tones of advice came a confused chattering remonstrance. Then Peachy, Clara, Chiquita, and Lulu dropped a little. Julia alone came no nearer. She alone showed no excitement. The men meantime watched. They could not, as they had so loftily resolved, pretend to ignore the situation. But they kept silent and still.
They never used the "s" in indication of the possessive case. "Cap'n Ant'ney Tom," "Lloyd Bill," "Aunt Rose Harry," means "Captain Anthony's Tom," "Lloyd's Bill," &c. "Oo you dem long to?" means, "Whom do you belong to?" "Oo dem got any peachy?" means, "Have you got any peaches?"
If I had a husband whose business it was to look at women's beautiful eyes, peachy cheeks, and luxurious tresses, I should go crazy! It's hard enough to keep a man's eyes on yourself when his daily interests are supposed to be just lumps of coal and chunks of ice, without flinging him into the very jaws of temptation like asking him to paint a pretty girl's picture!"
But I'll have to leave you after an hour." "Are you going to see Peachy?" Clara demanded shrilly. "No." Pete's tone was stern. "I'm going to the Clubhouse." "How has everything gone to-day, Billy?" Julia asked, as they sat looking out to sea. "Rather well," Billy answered. "We were all in a working mood and all in good spirits. We've done more to-day than we've done in any three days before.
"'Peachy' was foolin' with his gun; it went off and hurt him some." "Say, there's blood here!" said the bartender. "He's been bleedin' bad." "Guess he's more scared than hurt. Now let's git to business." The bartender and his friends took the hint and retired. "Now, boys, listen to me," said "Mexico" impressively, leaning over the table.
"Honey-Boy's tried to climb that rock every day for three months," Lulu boasted proudly. "He'll do it some day. I never saw such persistence. If he gets a thing into his head, I can't do anything with him." "Angela starts to climb it occasionally," Peachy said. "But, of course, I always stop her. I'm afraid she'll hurt her feet." Above the rock stretched the bough of a big pine.
"'Lo!" "What'd your folks give you?" "Oh, lots of things. What'd you get?" Sid stopped a moment to recount his various gifts, lest one of them be omitted in the effort to impress his neighbor. "'Nother football," he boasted. "Cost five dollars, it did." "I got a railway with forty-'leven pieces of track." "My uncle sent me a peachy pair of boxing gloves," Sid continued.
The women turned. A dead tree grew by the knoll, one slender limb stretching across its top to the lake. Peachy ran nimbly along this limb until she came as near to the tip as her weight would permit. She stood there an instant balancing herself; then she walked swiftly back and forth. Finally she jumped to the ground, landing squarely on her feet. She ran like a deer to join the file of women.
Ellsworth knew it, too. Then I decided that I'd better not on account of Connie. And anyway, I wouldn't have any right to go in and spoil what our scoutmaster said, would I? Gee whiz, I wouldn't say anything against the Elks, that's sure, because they're all peachy scouts when you come right down to it, but I have to admit that they're crazy about stunts.
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