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"What do you know about it whose child is it?" she asked, with curdling scorn. "'Sh-'sh!" said the Notary.

"But, Aunt, please give me leave to say that it will not alter my truthfulness, whether the Prince comes to London or goes to the North Pole!" cried I. "If the Elector himself " "'Sh-'sh!" said my Aunt Dorothea. "My dear, that sort of thing may be very well at Brocklebank, but it really will not do in Bloomsbury Square. You must not bring your wild, antiquated Tory notions here.

"But as I was saying " Sister Spicer began, when Sister Poteet, whose rocker, near the window, commanded a view of the front gate, interrupted with a warning, "'Sh-'sh." "Why shouldn't I say what I wanted to when " Sister Spicer began. "There she comes now," explained Sister Poteet, "and as I live the deacon drove her here in his sleigh, and he's waiting while she comes in.

It was before "Pinafore's" time so I did not make the response which would naturally follow in our day, but frankly said, "Yes, all we are all liars. There are no exceptions." She looked almost offended, "Why, do you include me?" "Certainly," I said. "I think you even rank as an expert." She said "Sh-'sh! the children!"

Very soon he heard a 'sh-'sh of the leaves, and there was the Stalo pushing his way through the undergrowth to see what chance he had of a dinner. At the first glimpse of Patto's head in the well he laughed loudly, crying: 'Ha! ha! This time it is the old ass! I wonder how he will taste? And drawing Patto out of the well, he flung him across his shoulders and carried him home.

'Well, I was tired of stooping for the sticks, and was leaning against a tree to rest, when I heard a noise of 'sh-'sh, among the dead leaves. I thought perhaps it was a wolf, so I stood very still. But soon there came past a tall man oh! twice as tall as father with a long red beard and a red tunic fastened with a silver girdle, from which hung a silver-handled knife.

"What do you know about it whose child is it?" she asked, with curdling scorn. "'Sh-'sh!" said the Notary.