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And that there should be no mistake her finger shot out, pointing at Blenham. "Terry!" commanded her father, "be silent. You don't know what you are saying!" "Don't I, though! Blenham laughed as she broke off, laughed again as he stood watching how she was breathing rapidly. "Pretty puss," he said impudently, "you need them pink-an'-white nails of your'n trimmed."
Now, the disaffected aimed at revolution at carrying out, completely the game of "puss in the corner," and it became necessary to set up some new principle by which they could circumvent the old fundamental law.
Get a man to nurse him nights.” “I will look out for that,” said Joyce. “Well, Puss, good-bye, keep me posted. I had leave of absence only a few hours, so I must be going.” “Oh, Mark, must you go so soon?” And she clung to him as if she would not let him go. Gently disengaging her arms, he pressed kiss after kiss on her brow and was gone.
You will not forget that we are to dine at four. I wish to be exact, because I have promised to let Mary go and assist her brother this afternoon. I have been tormented all this morning by puss, who has had four or five fits. I could not conceive what occasioned them, and took care that she should not be terrified.
If she succeeds, the child who is left out is "Puss," until she manages to obtain a place. One child begins by saying: "I have a basket." The one to his left says: "What is in it?" The first one replies with the name of some article beginning with "a," as "apples." No. 2 says: "I have a basket," and the next one to him says: "What is in it?" No. 3 says: "I have a basket."
He remembered that behind whatever complaints reasonable or unreasonable Puss might make, there existed a stronghold of affection and tenderness; he remembered that her whole life had been made up of a series of small sacrifices; he knew that she was ready, whenever occasion made it necessary, to cast aside her snuff-swab and her complaints, and go to the rack without a murmur.
"Well, I declare, that settles it!" ejaculated that individual immediately. "You recognize them, then?" asked Frank. "It's Puss as sure as thunder. I can see him plain. The other is just out of line, but there's something about his figure that makes me ready to say it's our old friend, Sandy," Andy replied, amazement still gripping him tightly.
There's a wife of an officer... in the chasseurs I believe he is.. . who is distinctly pretty, distinctly, and... she knows it herself. I've talked to the sly puss; she is a sprightly one... and the girls too are fresh-looking; but that's all, there's nothing but freshness. Still, it's a pleasure to look at them. There are some rosebuds, but their lips are thick.
If she has the least suspicion, no amount of coaxing makes any difference to her; you may call "puss, puss," for ever; all your tender invitations are useless, and she turns away. Very good; here then is one little animal, at least, who understands for what end she has received the sense of taste, and who makes a reasonable use of it.
Larry had never been one of the adherents whom Puss could call upon to back him up when he tried conclusions with a hostile faction; in fact, Larry had always been an admirer of Frank Bird, who was recognized as the most persistent rival the bully had ever encountered in his whole career since coming to Bloomsbury.
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