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Is she the horse the major reserved for you? Surely not." "No," said Garrison plaintively, "they picked me out a cow a nice, amiable cow; speedy as a traction-engine, and with as much action. This is a little better." The girl was silent, eyeing him steadily through narrowed lids. "You've never ridden before?" "Um-m-m," said Garrison; "why, yes, I suppose so." He laughed in sudden joy.
The embroidery, which was a matter for thought, the design being difficult and the colours wanting consideration, brought lapses into the dialogue when she seemed to be engrossed in her skeins of silk, or, with head a little drawn back and eyes narrowed, considered the effect of the whole. Thus she merely said, "Um-m-m" to St. John's next remark, "I shall ask her to go for a walk with me."
Fit to command the regiment." "Um-m-m!" "Yes," said Kirby. The man in drab sat sidewise and caught Kirby's eye, which was not difficult. There was nothing furtive about him. "With a censorship that isn't admitted, but which has been rather obvious for more than a month; with all forces undergoing field training during the worst of the rains it's fair to suppose your men smell something?"
This afternoon we'll look around and see if everything's all right in my garden. Then to-morrow we can go to work, as soon as we come home." Mary Jane took hold of his hand and together they went back into his nice big garden. "Um-m-m," said Grandfather suddenly as he bent over his carrot bed. "I was afraid so, I was afraid so!"
Now then," flirting over the leaves of the guide book, "let's see how the trains run. Dorset Darsham Dalby Devonshire. Good! Here you are. Um-m-m. Too late for that. Can't possibly catch that one, either. Ah, here's the one 1.56 that will do." Then he closed the book, almost ran to the door, and, leaning over the banister, shouted down the staircase, "Dollops Dollops, you snail, where are you?
I can see you now running for fear we'd shoot you! Hah!" Grim took the only course possible in the circumstances. The brigadier's neck was crimson, and Jeremy had to be saved somehow. "Touch of sun, sir that and hardship have unhinged him a bit. Suffers from delusions. Suppose I keep him here until the doctor sees him?" "Um-m-m! Ah! Yes, you'd better. See he gets no whisky, will you? Too bad!
That sort of thing." "Um-m-m," Holland nodded, "The common conception. However, a social revolution isn't, by definition, necessarily bloody. Picture a gigantic wheel, Joe. We'll call it the wheel of history. From time to time it makes a turn, forward, we hope, but sometimes backward. Such a turn is a revolution.
The question was rather a poser, as Bea was inclined to take only one step at a time and utter one thought as it obligingly arrived, without anxiety about the next. This tendency had occasionally landed her high and dry on the shores of nothingness in the classroom. "Oh, um-m-m, I haven't determined that point yet. It isn't only great minds that move slowly."
Was any one so gallant, so noble, so gentle, so tender, true, faithful, um-m-m, sweet? was the way Mrs. Grace's intensified thoughts would have found expression, had she dared, even to herself, to give them utterance? And he loved her! he loved her! and heavens and earth! but this isn't practising, or housework either; and pretty, happy, blushing Mrs.
Um-m-m, because he didn't remember my name, either. So you've never heard it. It happens to be Ericson.... I'm on a mission. Serious one. I'm planning to go out and buy a medium-sized bomb and blow up this bunch. I suspect there's poets around." "I do too," sighed Ruth. "I understand that Mrs.
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