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"You're only a little frightened," he said. "Rest, and compose yourself." She looked over her shoulder toward the house. "Not here! I've run away from a she-devil; I want to be out of sight. Further away, Mister I don't know your name. Tell me your name; I won't trust you, unless you tell me your name!" "Hush! hush! Call me Alban." "I never heard of such a name; I won't trust you."

And very soon after John and I became friends, and friends we've remained to this day. Kate has two of the loveliest girls, and I'm hanged if I'm not head over heels in love with them as well. The younger one is a regular little she-devil!" "Ha! ha! ha!" guffawed the military person. "Upon my honour she is," insisted Archibald. "Why, she flirts outrageously with me.

"You she-devil!" shouted Lambert in a frenzy of rage, and forgetting in his anger the presence of Agnes. "Words of honey under the moon," mocked the girl, then suddenly became tender. "Let her go, rye, let her go. My love is all for you, and when we pad the hoof together, those who hate us shall take off the hat."

He carried a knife at the juncture of the neck and shoulder. Instantly there was a chorus of yells. "She-devil! Hyena!" Unas detached himself from the struggle and plunged after Rachel, now in full sight of Kenkenes.

"You have betrayed me, Cynthia, you she-devil! You put up this little game with your lover Grafton, did you? Well you " "Langford, I never !" "Bah! Well, I'll fool you all! Arrest me for murdering the old woman, will you? Like hell you will!" He stepped back a pace, Colonel Ashley following. "Keep back!" cried Larch. "If you touch me ! I'm not afraid of you. Yes, I did kill her!

You are a an angel-woman, but you can play a she-devil like an inspired creature. You don't mean that you seriously contemplate ruining my reputation and your own by " "I mean," said the angel-woman, sipping her sauterne, "that I don't care a flip for your reputation or mine the weather's too hot but I'm not going to trail through another slimy play! No; I'll go into the movies first!"

Let's give her some of our lunch," exclaimed Lydia. "Not on your life," returned Kent. "Dirty, lazy lot! Why don't they work?" "If we'd go halves, we'd have enough," insisted Lydia. "You told me you'd only enough for yourself. Get out of here, you old she-devil." The squaw did not so much as glance at Kent. Her eyes were fastened on Lydia, with the look of a hungry, expectant dog.

"Who is the little cockatrice?" he cried, the tears streaming down his florid cheeks. "Who is the young she-devil? Ods bodikins, who is she?" For a second or so the servants stared at each other aghast, not knowing what to say, or venturing to utter a word; and then the nurse, who had come up panting, dared to gasp forth the truth.

I could always hear her, she having a theatrical sort of voice one that carries. "But what about the prying she-devil that runs the house?" "Hush, for God's sake!" broke in Mr. Ladley, and after that they spoke in whispers. Even with my ear against the panel, I could not catch a word.

Think of his swearing at me, Rosamond calling me a she-devil and all that. Think, too, of his telling me to my face that he was driven into the marriage wholly by his sister that he regretted it more than I, and to crown all, think of his boxing my ears! he, a poor, insignificant Northern puppy, boxing me a Porter, and a Southern heiress!"