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It's the fellows who go out who'll have the worst of it." Enoch had been eying Milton closely. "Look here, Milton, I believe you're running a good deal of temperature. Why don't you lie down and rest both mind and body until supper's ready? After you've eaten, we'll make the final decisions." "I don't want any food," replied Milton, dropping back on his blankets, nevertheless.
"It wasn't our wish that you should suffer through discharging your duty, and we made a few arrangements. Four binders have been working steady in your oats, and if you don't like the way we have fixed things, you can alter them to-morrow." Then West touched George's arm. "You'll have to come. They've got two other victims Hardie and Grant and the supper's ready."
The owners of the horses here patronise a play, and they have made papa promise to go, and so we must, I suppose, and" "Oh! we'll all go, of course," said Horace, decidedly. "You'll stay and go, won't you, Hawthorne?" "You forget your supper party," said I. "Oh! hang it, they'll take care of themselves, so long as the supper's there; they wont miss me much."
Interruptingly as he stared the voice of the young Wall Paper Man rose buoyantly from the lower hallway. "Supper's all ready, sir!" called the cordial voice. For some inexplainable reason, at that particular moment, almost nothing in the world could have irritated the Senior Surgeon more keenly than to be invited to his own supper, in his own house, by a stranger.
Well, Isaiah," turning to Mr. Chase, who, aproned and shirtsleeved as usual, had been standing grinning in the background, "haven't you anything to say to me?" Isaiah had something to say and he said it. "Glad to see you," he announced. "Feelin' pretty smart? Got a new hat, ain't you? Supper's ready." During the meal Mary was kept busy answering questions concerning school and her life at Mrs.
A hissing and fizzing from Jan's room, similar to the sounds Lucy Tempest heard when she invaded the surgery the night of the ball at Deerham Hall, saluted Martha's ears. She went round the counter, tried the door, found it fastened, and shook the handle. "Who's there?" called out Master Cheese from the other side. "It's me," said Martha "Supper's ready." "Very well.
Pike came calling to them from the beach, with dramatic shouts, emphasized by the waving of her ample apron, "Supper's ready! Sereno's built a bum-fire, an' I've made some tea!" Then they slowly made their way back to the tents, and sat down to the evening meal. Sereno seemed content, and Mrs. Pike was bustling and triumphant; the familiar act of preparing food had given her the feeling of home.
He bore, without murmur, her growling assaults on his food; amusedly standing aside while she annexed his supper's choicest bits. He endured, too, her occasional flurries of hot temper; and made no protest when Lady chose to wreak some grievance against life by flying at him with bristling ruff and jaws asnarl.
"Hain't got none. Lost mine weeks ago, while we was on the Tullahomy march." "Great Jehosephat! what am I goin' to do?" groaned Shorty, the sweat starting out on his fore head. "Now's the time for Providence to help out, if He's goin' to. I'm at the end o' my string." "Supper's ready, boys; come on in," announced the sweet, motherly voice of Mrs. Klegg.
But Chilian entered at that instant. "She is going upstairs for a clean apron," he said. "I took her off for a walk." "She might have asked whether she could go or not," snapped Elizabeth. "She's the most lawless thing!" "It was my place. Don't blame the child!" "Well, supper's ready." She didn't have her apron on quite straight and her hair was a little frowsy.
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