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And all that swearing's got to be done at midnight, in the lonesomest, awfulest place you can find a ha'nted house is the best, but they're all ripped up now." "Well, midnight's good, anyway, Tom." "Yes, so it is. And you've got to swear on a coffin, and sign it with blood." "Now, that's something LIKE! Why, it's a million times bullier than pirating.

And all that swearing's got to be done at midnight, in the lonesomest, awfulest place you can find a ha'nted house is the best, but they're all ripped up now." "Well, midnight's good, anyway, Tom." "Yes, so it is. And you've got to swear on a coffin, and sign it with blood." "Now, that's something LIKE! Why, it's a million times bullier than pirating.

In the darkness beside her Billy Hill was sitting up, digging at his countenance. "Not now I've cried that all gone," she panted back. He chuckled. "I'll try it swearing's no use." She sat up suddenly. "Are they coming?" "Not a bit. No use, if they did. You're safe now." "Oh, my soul!" She drew a long, long breath. "I can't believe it." Then she whirled about on him. "How why why is it you?"

I'll bet that Red-hot Barstow is still pretty well remembered among the boys at Cheltenham." "Swearing's bad form nowadays," said Archie Parminter, superciliously. "They have given it up at the clubs." Sylvia seized the moment and rose from the table. Her father sprang forward and opened the door. "We will join you in a few minutes," he said.