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Updated: June 19, 2025
"I guess that chap reads the papers and thought it wouldn't do him any good to try to fool a particular friend of the Boy Aviators." "Well, boys, what are your plans?" demanded Ben, as after the rugged fellow had been introduced to Mrs. Chester, a sweet-faced old lady, and Mr. Chester, a fine-looking, gray-haired man of about fifty he and the boys sat in the garage discussing the African outfit.
And then came another picture a sweet-faced woman, still young and beautiful; friends; a home; a son. He shrugged his giant shoulders. "It cannot be, Akut," he said; "but if you would return, I shall see that it is done. You could not be happy here I may not be happy there." The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling. "Go with him, Akut," said Tarzan of the Apes.
Up north, down south, and out west, I've seen sights that made me shudder, and I tell you the Lord will punish this great American nation if it doesn't change its treatment of the dumb animals committed to its care." The young man looked thoughtful, and did not reply. A very sweet-faced old lady sitting near him answered the old gentleman.
I followed him into another room, where he introduced me to a sweet-faced old lady, with the same broad brow and determined, but gentle, mouth which so distinguished her son. It was evident that there was great love between them, although her face wore a troubled and anxious look, at times, as she regarded him. It seemed to me that she knew he was engaged in dangerous enterprises.
Out of it opened a wee roof garden and there a few of the children dressed in thick coats and warm hoods were playing, while a sweet-faced young woman sitting on the floor seemed quite at home with them. She tried to rise as the Director's party came out unexpectedly on her. Her foot caught in her skirt and Dr. Watkins sprang forward to give her a helping hand.
"My business?" he repeated with a droll accent and an amusing grimace; and then, encouraged by the friendly invitation and subtle encouragement in the manner of his sweet-faced listener, with a straightforward recital which the lady had expected from him, and which advanced him several leagues in her estimation, Dennis recounted his experiences from the time of his arrival up to the present moment.
He started up in bed, thinking he had overslept himself and then said: "By Jove I had quite forgotten my sweet-faced cousin, and that she's here all the time! ... and my old schoolmaster, too." His words about his schoolmaster had, perhaps, less zest in them than his words concerning his cousin.
Sometimes the magistrate would summon the sweet-faced matron to have a talk with some young girl, evidently a "green one" for whom there might be hope.
And Wanaka ran forward to greet a sweet-faced woman whose hair was slightly tinged with grey, but whose face was as rosy and as smiling as that of a young girl. Bessie and Zara followed Eleanor shyly, but Mrs. Chester put them at their ease in a moment. "I've heard all about you," she said. "And I'm not going to start in by telling you I'm sorry for you, either, because I'm not!"
As she spoke she moved to the side, as if to make room for another visitor, and was it a dream, or could it really be true? there stood the bride of Number Three, the sweet-faced Angelina, in her black dress, her grey eyes soft with welcome. "Oh!" cried Sylvia shrilly. "Oh oh!" She sat up in bed and stretched out two thin little hands, all a-tremble with excitement. "It's you!
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