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The clock ticked to and fro, and the tabby cat purred softly as she sat before the fire, and the wood now and then gave a little crackle as it burned gently away, and those were all the signs of life to be seen on the premises. Getting tired at last, Mr Ewring went out into the courtyard, and called in his loudest tones "Do-ro-thy!"
"Without a doubt," bowed Long Sin. He went over to a bag near-by, which he had already sent up by another servant, and opened it. Inside was an oxygen helmet. He replaced it, after showing it to Wu. "With the aid of the science of the white devil, we shall overcome the science of the white devil," purred Long Sin subtly.
The riddle was perhaps more easily solvable by an inveterate novelist than by the average member of the community. It was of a kind which Langholm had been concocting for many years. "I suppose there is some secret," said he, taking a fresh grip of his stick, in sudden loathing of the living type which he had only imagined hitherto. "Ah! You've hit it," purred the wretch.
He had given up the angel; and now to himself he called her "a silly little pussy," but he did it with a smile. It was such a neat, white, graceful pussy; and all his own pussy too, and purred and rubbed its little head on no coat-sleeve but his, of that he was certain. Only a bit silly.
"What?" said Dick. "Wha-at?" said Tom. "You see," purred the Rev. Henry, "you are both very young fellows. Probably you do not know your own minds. You take these things too seri " "Now, look here," said Tom. "None of that rot," said Dick. "I shall propose tonight." "I shall propose this evening." "I shouldn't," said the Rev. Henry. "The fact is " "Well?" "Well?"
But then she recovered her self-possession and asked, unshakenly: "What do you want of me?" "Ah, Mademoiselle! Kind Mademoiselle!" purred the great creature and Ruth knew well what his villainous smile must look like, although she could not see it. "May the unfortunate vagabond musician speak a single word into Mademoiselle's ear?"
Would I could get good from chewing branches!" "WE wish so, very greatly," bleated a young fawn, who had only been born that spring, and did not at all like it. Wretched as the Jungle People were, even Hathi could not help chuckling; while Mowgli, lying on his elbows in the warm water, laughed aloud, and beat up the scum with his feet. "Well spoken, little bud-horn," Bagheera purred.
Skinner entered. He glanced disapprovingly at William E. Peck and then turned inquiring eyes toward Cappy Ricks. "Skinner, dear boy," Cappy purred amiably, "I've been thinking over the proposition to send Andrews out to the Shanghai office, and I've come to this conclusion. We'll have to take a chance.
Flyaway kept as still as if she were sitting for a photograph, picked up Dinah, gave her a hug, and crept on. She went so quietly that nobody heard her. When she was out of sight she purred for joy. She had got ahead of the girls on the way to heaven! She took the stick of candy out of her pocket and nibbled it to celebrate the occasion. "A little hump-backed bumblebee" saw her do it.
"Yes?" purred Patricia. Then: "I see the finish of Plain John's romance, my sinister Syl, if you don't limber up your spine. Genius, love, and unbending virtue never pull together." And then it was when March was dreariest and drippiest Kenneth Raymond strode that was the only word to describe his long-legged advance into the Brier Bush for luncheon with Mrs. Tweksbury.
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