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The children needed no commands to remain out doors. The food was nicely cooking, when Hans started up as if alarmed. "What's the matter?" inquired his wife. "I t'inks I hears some noise outside. Hadn't you better goes out, my dear, good, kind Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock, and see vot it is?"

"Ah there, Edwin Booth!" sarcastically yelled an urchin aloft. "Oh, what a funny little man he is!" ironically quoted another from a song in one of Mr. Hoyt's farces, alluding to Mogley's spare if elongated frame. "He t'inks dis is a tragedy," suggested a Bowery youth. But Mogley tried not to heed. In the second act some one threw an apple at him. Mogley laboured zealously.

Sure, an' Denny Nolan bain't such a pirate as ye t'inks, sir. Lie an' curse an' fight an' wrack he will, like the divil himself; but he bes a decent man wid the helpless, accordin' to his lights, for all that. Aye, cap'n, till she bes Denny Nolan's wife she kin be any man's wife if he bes smart enough to get her out o' Chance Along."

"You sews up my sleeves, eh? I t'inks you don't do so no more! Eh?" "More tricks!" exclaimed the captain, when matters had been explained to him, "I wonder if he'll ever be cured?" But Bob's cure was nearer at hand than either he or the captain expected. The fine weather continued for a week, during which time the Eagle made good progress.

"Am anyt'ing de mattah?" she asked. "I done heah yo' all talkin' in heah, an' I t'inks maybe dat honey lamb Freddie done got his steam enjine squirtin' watah ag'in." "Not this time, Dinah," said Mrs. Bobbsey, for the cook was almost like one of the family. Then the twins' mother explained what the trouble was. "I 'clar t' goodness!" Dinah exclaimed.

"Oh, what deh hell," said the friend. "What's deh use! Yeh'll git pulled in! Everybody 'ill be onto it! An' ten plunks! Gee!" Jimmie was determined. "He t'inks he kin scrap, but he'll fin' out diff'ent." "Gee," remonstrated the friend. "What deh hell?" On a corner a glass-fronted building shed a yellow glare upon the pavements.

Rose-Marie listened, apprehensively, to the sounds before she spoke again. "Perhaps I'd better go in and see what's the matter," she suggested. Mrs. Volsky, looking back over her shoulder, gave a helpless little shrug. "If you t'inks best," she said hopelessly. "But Ella she not never want to take any help..." Only too well Rose-Marie knew what Mrs. Volsky meant by her twisted sentence.

"Is it a sure thing that our conversation cannot be overheard?" "Dead sure." Ditson hesitated. He seemed to find it difficult to express himself just as he desired. "Speak right out, chummy," said Kelley in a manner intended to be reassuring. "I rudder t'inks yer wants ter lick some cove, an' yer've come ter me ter put yer in shape ter do der job. Well, you bet yer dough I'm der man ter do dat.

"And was he a gen'man, sah? St. John Ruthven t'inks he was common white trash." "He was a gentleman of high family the son of an English nobleman, although born in this country." "An' Jack's mudder, sah?" "Was an American lady a lady belonging to one of the first families of Massachusetts." "Golly, a Northerner!" and Ben's face became a study. "Yes." "Yo' must visit de house, sah, and tell Mrs.

He only runs when dey comes like de leaves in de woods." "Dey won't come like de leaves. If dey does, why you can leave too, and I t'inks you know how to use dem legs dat you've got tacked onto you. I t'inks you run as fast as me." "So I t'inks," replied the Indian, with a grin. "Dere's no mistake but dem Shawnees would like to get your scalp, Oonomoo."