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"And th-that's my brother," cried Grace, half tearful, yet radiant with pride in him. "Those horrible old Huns won't have even half a chance when he gets at them." "And Frank and Allen and Roy," added Mollie loyally. "You can't leave any one of our boys out, Gracie. They're all built on the same plan as far as bravery is concerned."

"How be you, Cynthy?" said he, looking down at her. "I'm well, Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia. "R-remembered what I told you to call me, hev you," said Jethro, plainly pleased. "Th-that's right. Cynthy?" Cynthia looked up at him inquiringly. "S-said you liked books didn't you? S-said you liked books?" "Yes, I do," she replied simply, "very much."

"Th-that's my price," said Jethro. Isaac Worthington got up and went to the window and stood looking out above the black mass of trees at the dome outlined against the star-flecked sky. At first his anger choked him, and he could not think; he had just enough reason left not to walk out of the door.

She was standing a little breathless by her own door when Number 8 opened and Louis Farne looked out. His hair was rumpled, his expression one of speechless annoyance. "W what the d devil are you up to?" he said, stammering a little. "Th-that's the s-second time." "Oh, it's you!" she said, speaking breathlessly. "A horrible man gave me whisky, and I was frightened." "Good Lord!"

"I know what you mean," said Allen, coming to his rescue. "You're thinking that we're likely to be called almost any time now, and it gives you stage fright to think about it. It's a great big task we've taken hold of, and we can't quite grasp it yet, that's all." "Th-that's the way I feel," said Betty, her eyes shining and her cheeks flushed, stammering in her eagerness.

Why didn't you wear that dress when you were graduated? It's the prettiest costume I ever saw. 'Th-that's what I think, only I d-didn't d-dare t-tell her so! Billy cried, springing to his feet and hopping about like a little robin. 'How is Nina? Jerrie asked, ignoring the compliment.

I have reasons, valid reasons for requiring it. And he glared down at Mark, who had a sudden and disagreeable sensation as if his heart had just turned a somersault. Could this terrible old person have detected him, and if so what would become of him? Instinct rather than reason kept him from betraying himself by words. 'Th-that's a rather extraordinary question, sir, he gasped faintly.

Th-that's all we can handily do; an' ef that'll arnswer, we should ler-like to have you give word to stop the suit." "You will have to go to Squire Clamp," was the reply. "I don't presume to dictate to my lawyer, but shall let him do what he thinks best. You haven't been to him, I conclude? I don't think he will be unreasonable." Mr. Hardwick looked steadily at her. "Wer-well, Mrs.

"Your proposition is," he said at length, "that if I give my consent to this marriage, we are to have Bixby and the governor, and the Consolidation Bill will become a law. Is that it?" "Th-that's it," said Jethro, taking his accustomed seat. "And this consent is to be given when the bill becomes a law?" "Given now. T-to-night." Mr.

"How be you, Cynthy?" said he, looking down at her. "I'm well, Uncle Jethro," said Cynthia. "R-remembered what I told you to call me, hev you," said Jethro, plainly pleased. "Th-that's right. Cynthy?" Cynthia looked up at him inquiringly. "S-said you liked books didn't you? S-said you liked books?" "Yes, I do," she replied simply, "very much."