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Updated: June 7, 2025
Under the warmth of her roommate's confidence in her and pride in her scholarship and the ease with which she conquered the most difficult subjects she learned to forget herself. A great longing to help the girls who found things hard came to her and they gladly accepted her help and loved her for her sympathy.
"It is rather remarkable that you should get things mixed in such a manner." "I am not feeling well, professor, not at all." And it was apparent to Frank that Harry told the truth. "You are not looking well," came somewhat sarcastically from Professor Such's lips. "Your countenance has a strangely mottled hue." "It comes from Injun jestion," explained Merriwell, coming to his roommate's relief.
"I've got my roommate's for the night." When they got into the car, Sue twisted and reached past Patrick to arrange something on the back seat behind him. She was sweating slightly, and he was astonished by her sweet rich smell. "That's strange," he said, "we've got the same smell. How can that be? Same genes? I'm mostly Irish. What are you?" "Half Polish, half Ojibwa," she said.
He was angry and hurt that all his roommate's good resolutions should thus easily be cast to the winds. "I'm just going to quit!" exclaimed Andy fiercely. "I've done all I could. Besides, it isn't my affair anyhow. I'll get another room one by myself. Oh, hang it all, anyhow!" Moody, angry, rather dissatisfied with himself, wholly dissatisfied with Dunk, Andy stumbled on.
She was thinking of the note she had just read and wondering what had better be done. Miriam, despite her avowal that she was tired of picking up her roommate's scattered clothing, busied herself with reducing Elfreda's half of the room to some semblance of order. Going to the closet, she took down an elaborate Japanese silk kimono and laid it across the foot of Elfreda's bed.
Hal, always gracious and kindly, seemed more so than ever to-night, evidently trying to make up for his roommate's moroseness by his own geniality. He showed Shag his treasures, his collection of curiosities, his two lynx-skin rugs animals shot by his father years before his pet books, and finally came to his photographs.
We had moved away from our gold mine. Our home and workshop now was a cubbyhole so small that every piece of furniture in the place was in close proximity to something else. My battered desk was jam against my roommate's drawing table, and his chair backed against a bed.
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