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Her hand came out to his. "Have you been here all the time, dear?" she said. She seemed to be still half-wrapped in the veil of sleep. He leaned to her, holding the little hand up against his cheek. "Almost, my princess," he said. She nestled to him snuggling her fair head into his shoulder. "I've been dreaming," she whispered. "Have you, my darling?"
Once, as he was about snuggling down under the extra blanket which had been assigned to him he rested his head upon his hand, his elbow being on the ground, and surveyed the two sleeping lads, for the firelight crept through the opening of the tent, and revealed the interior.
"The little net," wrote Blakely, "has now a value that it never had before." Yet Angela was snuggling that otherwise unimportant billet to her cheek when the creaking stairway told her portentously of a solemn coming.
Here are shells exactly like the feathery wing of a bird, and how birdie would enjoy snuggling his soft head against the exquisite smoothness of these shells! Is that a large carrot split lengthwise? It looks like it, but no carrot split along its length ever brought to light such rainbows as glint along these.
It was a good stone's throw from the pretentious two-story frame structure in which Rachel Carter and her daughter lived, but nearer the centre of the town when approached by a more direct route than he had followed. This smaller house, an insignificant, weather-beaten story and a half frame, snuggling among the underbrush, was where his father had lived when he first came to Lafayette.
Is there anything I could be wishing for more than that? I am loving that land, and," she whispered, snuggling her head close to his side, "when we are grown old and our our children gone from us, maybe if you would be wearying for this place, we could be coming back and lying down yonder," said she, pointing to the old kirk, "among our folk."
Be a nice Bab and let's sit here and exchange conversation." "All right," Bab replied amiably, snuggling up closer to her friend. "Dear me, isn't it cold and dark and quiet out here!" Ruth gave a faint shiver. Then both girls sat absolutely still without speaking or moving they had heard an unmistakable sound in the hall below them. The noise was so slight it could hardly be called a sound.
It was a picture of a handsome, soldierly looking man in an officer's uniform, with two children snuggling up to him. The children were Polly and Peter some years younger but the little Wallers without doubt. The officer must be their father. "Stealing is not my forte," Josie said to herself, "but I fancy this photograph will never be missed by the present occupant of this house.
When they tried to locate it, it mysteriously ceased, and when the first hint of drowsiness stole upon them the rustling as mysteriously recommenced. "It sounds like something creeping up on us," Saxon suggested, snuggling closer to Billy. "Well, it ain't a wild Indian, at all events," was the best he could offer in the way of comfort. He yawned deliberately. "Aw, shucks!
This hole seemed just of a size to suit the beetle's purpose, and he proceeded to enter for the purpose of snuggling up and taking a good long nap to ease the dull aching he probably felt in his bruised head.
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