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Updated: May 11, 2025
"If I could if I had the right " Both were silent. "What, mamma?" "If I could believe in spite of " The gilded and artistic clock ticked among the pinks and lilies: tick-tack, tick-tack. "What is it, mamma?" "A cake, Ira!" As Irene took a cake from the silver basket with her trembling hand, she cried, with glad laughter: "At last you will eat even a cake! You have changed immensely, mamma.
The engineer was leaning on one arm, with his head out of the cab-window, and as he passed he nodded and waved his hand to Hemenway. The conductor also nodded and hurried into the ticket-office, where the tick-tack of a conversation by telegraph was soon under way.
One day she'll come strollin' in and beseechin' me for a bunch o' flowers, and the next she'll be here after dark scarin' me out o' my seven senses. She rigged a tick-tack here the other night against the window, and my heart was in my mouth.
Oh, how she suffered, lying there alone, confronted by the terrible clock, with its eternal tick-tack. All life, all life resolved itself into this: tick-tack, tick-tack, tick-tack; then the striking of the hour; then the tick-tack, tick-tack, and the twitching of the clock-fingers. Gerald could not save her from it.
Last night, when the trunks were brought up, Mary and Peggy waited until the lights were out and then they fixed up a tick-tack. They hid in the trunks and worked the thing for almost an hour. It was awfully spooky nearly scared Fraulein to death. She's just furious at both of them." "How did she find them?" "Oh, Mary got the giggles! Mary would laugh at her own funeral. Peggy was so cross at her.
It was not the gentle signal of the tick-tack no, indeed! "Will you hear that?" gasped Belle Tingley. "Miss Picolet's up." "No!" cried Ruth, from the other end of the room. "Open that window, Ann! It's Roberto. He's climbed the fire-escape." "My goodness me!" gasped The Fox. "I never was so glad to see a boy in all my life! Let him in do!" No sooner said than done.
I struck my fingers among the grasses and the flowers, and felt a resistance. The tick-tack was in the bouquet! I took the bouquet in both hands, opened the window and threw it as far as I could into the garden. At the same moment the bomb burst with a terrible noise, giving me quite a deep wound in the hand.
He seemed rather relieved at that and later in the afternoon, when I heard the "tick-tack" of his machine drifting out from the room in which he had locked himself, I began to wonder just what he had been driving at. He drifted out to the kitchen later on and asked me to light the fire for him.
There I got me a hammer and nails with the heavy lead sinker offen my fishnet, and it wasn't long before the finest tick-tack you ever saw was working against the Spiegelnails' parlor window, with me in a lilac-bush operating the string that kept the weight a-swinging.
With one wet foot and one dry foot he finished his journey and landed safely on the other side of the brook. He was hungry by then, and so sat down to eat the gingerbread under a large tree whose roots had grown far out over the water. "Tick-tack! Tick-tack! Tick t-a-c-k!" scolded some one directly over his head. "Don't be cross, Mr. Squirrel!" said Sunny Boy politely.
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