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Updated: June 3, 2025
"How long have you been in Washington, Madeline?" "You should have felt my proximity as soon as I arrived," she responded. "I felt it nearing when you left Paris and growing closer as time went on. You see, I have a remarkable intuition as to you." "Charming!" she trilled. "Why not get a penchant for me, as well?" "Maybe I have and don't venture to declare myself." "You!" she mocked
A Whippoorwill was chanting in the woods, a hundred Toads and Frogs creaked and trilled, a strange rolling, laughing cry on a marshy pond puzzled them both, then a Song Sparrow in the black night of a dense thicket poured forth its sweet little sunshine song with all the vigour and joy of its best daytime doing.
And she ended debate by sitting down tailor-fashion, and beginning to arrange her little bouquet. A meadow lark, troubadour of spring, trilled joyously somewhere in the pines above. The man looked up, then down at the vivid creature busy with her flowers at his feet. There was kinship between the two. She, too, was athrob with the joy note of spring.
Moving eternally on on on from one ravaged lure to another? Eve! Would I deliver over you your mother's reincarnated body to to such as that?" "O h," said little Eve Edgarton. Her eyes were quite wide with horror. "How careful I shall have to be with Henrietta." "Eh?" snapped her father. Ting-a-ling ling ling ling! trilled the telephone from the farther side of the room.
Poorgrass, thus assured, trilled forth a flickering yet commendable piece of sentiment, the tune of which consisted of the key-note and another, the latter being the sound chiefly dwelt upon.
At that moment there came a burst of song from the top of the pear- tree in the garden, and we saw the head of the little household greeting the day. Almost as sweetly and musically my companion's laugh trilled out: "So it wasn't the day of fate after all."
Half an hour passed before the bell trilled again. David listened eagerly. At any rate, now he was going to know the number whence the mysterious message came 0017, Kensington, was the number. David muttered his thanks and flew to his big telephone directory. Yes, there it was "0017, 446, Prince's Gate, Gilead Gates." The big volume dropped with a crash on the floor.
As they walked up and down the platform, waiting for the car, the frogs from a near-by pool trilled intermittently, and they paused to listen. "They seem to be congratulating themselves upon the prolongation of the summer season," he remarked. "Miss Wycliffe, have you any peculiar associations with that sound?" "Dinners," she returned flippantly. "Heavens!
As Mikky had no conception of his offence he went serenely to his fate walking affably beside her, only wishing she would not look so sour. As they crossed the campus to the president's house a blue jay flew overhead, and a mocking bird trilled in a live oak near-by.
"Then you shall have it," said the lady, as she trilled out a little tune by whistling until it sounded like a bird in the lilac bush. "Have you any apples?" she asked, puckering up her lips. "Yes!" exclaimed Flop. "Here they are!" and he brought out a basketful.
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