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"Rachel, do you know who covered my plants up last night?" Miss Matheson nodded. "Yes, it was Tommy Puffer. I saw him working away there with papers and twine. I thought you'd told him to do it." "For the land's sake!" ejaculated Miss Octavia. "Tommy Puffer! Well, wonders will never cease."
Then Lucia would mumble to herself for several minutes over her ironing. At times, late in the afternoon, Miss Cross would grow discouraged. “Don't you understand that when you iron a shirt you put the sleeves over the puffer first?” Lucia would shake her head and shrug her shoulders helplessly. Miss Cross would repeat with vehemence.
Scotty found a puffer and waved at him, but the fish paid no attention. Scotty motioned to Rick, then reached out and scratched the creature's stomach. It began to gulp water until it resembled a balloon. They left it to return to normal in its own time. On the surface, the puffer would have gulped air in the same way. They had caught them on lines many times.
Whether John Jasper, prematurely devoted to opium, became Edwin's guardian at about the age of fifteen, or whether, on attaining his majority, he succeeded to some other guardian, is not very obvious. In short, we cannot guess why the Princess Puffer hated Jasper, a paying client of long standing.
Miss Octavia went back to her house feeling rather ashamed of herself when she remembered how she had always treated Tommy Puffer. "But there must be some good in the child, or he wouldn't have done this," she said to herself. "I've been real mean, but I'll make it up to him." Miss Octavia did not see Tommy that day, but when he passed the next morning she ran to the door and called him.
That night the extra Teachers' Meeting was held, and in walked white-headed Willie with stunted Sammy Bantam at his heels to keep him in countenance. When their petition was presented, Miss Belden, who sat near Willie, said, "Well done! Willie." "But I protest," said Mrs. Puffer who was of about as handsome a figure as her son "I protest against such an outrage on the children.
Dunlop, eagerly. "I'm all there are," explained Jim, "except one pesky little puffer of cigarettes. He's hiding his stained fingers somewhere in the brush half a mile from here." "There are no more men to your crowd?" spoke Dr. Dunlop anxiously. "None," Tom broke in. "My order to the boy, Drew, was intended by way of conversation to interest your four callers."
"Tommy, Tommy Puffer, come in here!" Tommy came reluctantly. He didn't like Miss Octavia any better than he had, and he didn't know what she wanted of him. But Miss Octavia soon informed him without loss of words. "Tommy, Miss Matheson tells me that it was you who saved my flowers from the frost the other night. I'm very much obliged to you indeed. Whatever made you think of doing it?"
"I hope it will be something good to eat," said Tommy Puffer. Tommy's body looked for all the world like a pudding-bag. It was an india-rubber pudding-bag, though. I shouldn't like to say that Tommy was a glutton.
That's Octavius Quirk as a writer a nobody, a nothing, a wisp of straw in convulsions; but as a puffer ah, there you have him! as a puffer, magnificent, glorious, a Greek hero, invincible, invulnerable. My good man, it's Octavius Quirk you should go to! Get him to call on his pack of beagles to give tongue; and then, my goodness, you'll hear a cry for a while at least.
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