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"Nothing of the sort," declared Skimmer, growing still more indignant. "I'd like to know what there is about Sooty the Chimney Swift that could possibly make a Swallow jealous." Jenny Wren cocked her tail up in that saucy way of hers and winked at Johnny Chuck. "The way he can fly," said she softly. "The way he can fly!" sputtered Skimmer, "The way he can fly!
Her face was fresh with the sea-wind. He had never felt more wholesome or as if life were a saner thing. She dragged her hand out of his at last; he heard a grating noise, and a faint light sputtered up, then grew steady as she moved away and set a match to a candle, shielding it from the breeze that entered through the open door with her body.
He rang, ordered the servant to stop the first taxi, seized his coat and hat, left a peremptory order to his physician not to be beyond call, tumbled into his outer garments and made for the street. The taxi sputtered at the curb, but just as he dashed down the steps a limousine drew up, and Denning sprang from its opened door.
I've a good mind to sue you for libel and shut up your shop." Joe rose, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes. His hands were open at his sides, but they twitched a little. "Then," said Joe, "I'll make it worth your while. If you don't want to be helped out, get out!" "Very well," sputtered Marrin, and turned, twirling his cane, and made an upright exit.
There was nothing more to be done, patently. "Waste stock," Mr. Boner muttered. Joe turned to go. Mr. Boner exploded again. This was not all, apparently. "Blue annealed sheets," he called, sputtered, gripped the arms of his chair convulsively, recovered, and sat glaring helplessly. Joe availed himself of the opportunity. "Have a memo for you on the desk."
"Good for our Ruth!" shouted Helen, as soon as she could get her breath. "Oh, Ruth! you always come to our rescue," declared Jennie gratefully. "Hi! I thought you were a nervous wreck, young lady," Tom sputtered, scrambling forward to relieve her. "Get you into a tight corner, and you show what you are made of, all right." The girl of the Red Mill smiled at them. She had done something!
The fear that the other Convention would steal a march on them and make its nomination first set them crazy with impatience. The hall rumbled and sputtered and fizzed and detonated. The floor looked like a giant corn popper with the kernels jumping and exploding like mad.
Well, he was very vexed, but he thought better to say nothing. In two minutes more, when he was opening his mouth to take a sup, another sheep's eye was slapped into it. He sputtered it out, and cried, "Man o' the house, isn't it a great shame for you to have any one in the room that would do such a nasty thing?" "Master," says Jack, "don't blame the honest man.
Then it was that the Opposition said vain things, and that the harassed Prime Minister prayed for his absent colleague. The Foreign Minister sat in his dressing-room in the great house in Cavendish Square. It was May, and the square garden shot up like a veil of green in front of his window, but, in spite of the sunshine, a fire crackled and sputtered in the grate of the sick-room.
Greg took a peep, became suspicious, and started to hum: "He was the Sleepiest Boy." Smack! came a small sod, with which Dave had slyly provided himself in advance. "Ugh! Gr-r-r-r!" sputtered young Holmes, leaping to his feet and spitting out the stuff from his mouth. It was mostly the grass side of the sod that had struck his teeth, but a little of the loam had gone in with it.
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