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Updated: May 4, 2025
I don't care for that selfish kind of friendship, do you?" "Um-m, no!" Bea's brush dropped an impatient splash of yellow in the heart of the flower. Then she glanced up with a penitent smile. "You're so awfully loyal yourself, Lila," she said. "You try to measure everybody up to that standard. I shan't forget that day in hygiene when you declined to answer the question that floored me.
No fear; I like a good grip; I like to feel something in this slippery world that can hold, man. What's Prometheus about there? the blacksmith, I mean what's he about? He must be forging the buckle-screw, sir, now. Right. It's a partnership; he supplies the muscle part. He makes a fierce red flame there! Aye, sir; he must have the white heat for this kind of fine work. Um-m. So he must.
"Why, you're offering to do this as an accommodation to an old friend, and your time is probably worth more than our whole profit on the sale would amount to." "My time is worth nothing. If you hesitate to intrust this king's ransom to me, I'll go personally responsible for its value. That's fair, isn't it?" "Don't be silly. How could I pay you if you did go?" "Um-m!"
Of course I am proud of my own country, and sometimes I feel a little strange in this uniform now that my own country is in the war, but it isn't a thing you can put on or take off just as the spirit moves you. It becomes a part of you. Say! What's eatin' you, anyway? Are you anxious to change uniforms?" "Um-m. I'm not so sure. I like that bunch I met over there to-night."
"They don't require any other kind of food than a sniff of perfume; and as there are perfumes extracted from every flower in butterfly-land, and there are far more flowers than you could count between now and Christmas, you must allow there is plenty of variety of dishes." "Um-m," said Griselda; "I suppose there is. But all the same, cuckoo, it's a very good thing I'm not hungry, isn't it?
The boys and Strongarm snatched it up and tore it to pieces with their white teeth. "Um-m! how good and tender and juicy!" said the boys, grinning, and smacking their lips. When the meat was all gone, the bones were broken and the sweet marrow scraped out and eaten; for that was good, too. While the family was still eating, a big black bear came along.
Then, having bought up solid for near nothing they came back and started business, laughing merrily. That's the Atlantic." "A splendid lecture on commercial honesty. I am inspired by it, and I reverence your scruples, but I grope for the moral of the story." "The moral is, mind your own business and and give a guy a chance." "Um-m! Suppose we leave it at that for the present."
"I have the bottom crust in the tin, the top crust is all rolled out, and now I need the mince-meat. I'll get it." From a glass jar which she brought from the cupboard, next to a jar of peaches, Sue poured very carefully into the bottom crust some dark stuff that had a most delicious spicy odor. "Um-m, that mince-meat is good and strong!" said Sue. "Daddy will be sure to love it."
"Whatever made you doubt it, Dave?" "Um-m. Nothing definite. That's what's so unsatisfactory. But, for instance, my mother was Mexican " "Spanish." "All right. Am I Spanish? Have I any Spanish blood in me?" "She didn't look Spanish. She was light-complexioned, for one thing. We both know plenty of people with a Latin strain in them who look like Anglo-Saxons. Isn't there anything else?"
"Um-m! I ought to punch your head." Gray slipped the case into young Briskow's pocket. "I don't have to bribe people. Some day you'll realize that I like you." "Honest?" "Cross my heart." The boy laughed in frank delight, his brown cheeks colored, his eyes sparkled. "Gosh!" said he. "I like you!"
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