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Updated: June 25, 2025
"Be sure you keep your gloves on or the sun'll tan your hands!" "Oh, my, it's mother's pretty boy, goin' to see his best girl!" The young officer flushed crimson through his brown, but he knew it was no use to resent the words of his tormentors, and he rode steadily on, looking straight before him.
"An' there'll be a garden full of flowers, roses an' hollyhocks, way down there in the south, an' it'll be so warm an' quiet, an' the sun'll shine all day, and the sky'll be so blue..." Andrews felt his lips repeating the words like lips following a prayer. " An' it'll be so warm an' quiet, without any noise at all. An' the garden'll be full of roses an'..."
Just as sure as the sun'll rise to-morrow, Hellbeam'll get Leslie Martin, or Standing as he chooses to call himself now, just where he needs him. And if I know Hellbeam that'll be in the worst penitentiary the United States can produce. Guess you're going to wish you hadn't, Mister Standing." Perhaps Idepski knew his man, and understood the weakness of which Bat was so painfully aware.
But the procession wouldn't stop . . . wouldn't stop. . . . Aunt Hetty hung up the last bag. "There," she said, "that's all we can do here today. Elly, you'd better run along home. The sun'll be down behind the mountain now before you get there." Elly snatched at the voice, at the words, at Aunt Hetty's wrinkled, shaking old hand. She jumped up from the trunk.
We can stand quite a racket on a full stomach. Might as well smoke, I reckon." Sandy shivered slightly as the chill of the mountain night air struck through his thin clothing. "Wish I'd grabbed a blanket or a coat." "It'll be a heap worse before mornin'," said McHale. "You're a cheerful devil!" "Think of how good the sun'll feel. Maybe something will happen to warm us up before then."
"An' when she ain't doin' nothin' else, she's movin' them little glass danglers 'round ter diff'rent winders in the room so the sun'll make the 'rainbows dance, as that blessed child calls it. She's sent Timothy down ter Cobb's greenhouse three times for fresh flowers an' that besides all the posies fetched in ter her, too.
Then I come back and have my real breakfast. Now, you set right there, so's the sun'll shine on you, and William'll git another cup and plate." "But I have had my breakfast." "Pshaw, one can always drink coffee in the mornin'. And you've been clear down town." Mrs. Carrington settled herself comfortably in her chair, threw back her coat, and smiled across at Drusilla.
"Good, Marion!" cried Seth sure enough, when he saw her at the breakfast table. "Glad you're not discouraged by a little wind." "But you don't mean to go on a day like this?" "Why not?" "The wind, and we'll get soaking wet." "No, it's only a wind storm, and this is the tail end of it. The sun'll be out in a couple of hours. We needn't start in a hurry.
The Padre stirred uneasily. He knocked the ashes from his pipe and pressed the glowing tobacco down with the head of a rusty nail. "Oh, nothing worrying," he said, turning back to his survey of the valley beyond the decaying stockade. "The sun'll be over the hilltops in half an hour," he went on. But the manner of his answer told Buck all he wanted to know. He too glanced out beyond the valley.
The snow had ceased falling and the heavens were clear. "Ye see we're goin' right," said Solomon. "The sun'll be up in half an hour, but afore we swing to the trail we better git a bite. Gulf Brook is down yender in the valley an' I'd kind o' like to taste of it."
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