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"And then she complains of noises in her ears, seems to hear things, though as far as I can make out, there is nothing at least nothing that I hear." "Um-m, hallucinations in hearing, I suppose. Any dizziness?" "Why, yes, a little once in a while." "How is she now?"
"Yes," said Patty, in a tone which belied the words; "it seems to be very good." "Um-m," said the doctor. "I'm just a little tired," pursued Patty, "but I think I shall be all right as soon as I get a chance to rest. Perhaps I need a tonic," she suggested. "You'd better stay out of classes for a day or two and get thoroughly rested." "Oh, no," said Patty, in evident perturbation.
Yours truley GUS BRISKOW. "Um-m! Who is Mr. Briskow?" Coverly shrugged. "Probably some nester who never saw a hundred dollars all in one place until recently. When they strike oil, they buy diamonds, nice large yellow ones, as a rule; then as the money continues to flow in, they pay off the mortgage and buy a bank or an interest in one."
"'Um-m, they are good! exclaimed Mr. Heron, and once more settled himself to watch and wait. "That was a sad day for the Frog family, but a great day for Mr. Heron when he discovered that tadpoles were good to eat." Grandfather Frog sighed mournfully. "Yes," he continued, "that was a great day for Mr. Heron.
"Some modest little ambition," murmured Evangeline Heppler. "Um-m! Well, rather!" agreed Adelaide Forman. "How do you propose to make it happen, Les?" "Leave that to me. I'm not prepared to tell you yet. I only know that it has to happen. It will give us a good hold on the freshies." Leslie's loose-lipped mouth tightened perceptibly. "We'll have to do some clever electioneering.
That's where I caught un." "Where's yer other fur?" "I took un all down t' th' river tilt There's a cross among un an' twenty-eight martens." "Um-m." Micmac John knew well enough the fur had been taken to some other tilt, for when he arrived here early in the afternoon his first care was to look for it, but not a skin had he found, and he was disappointed, for it was the purpose of his visit.
They were astonished. They asked me if she was sick or anything. Her eyes were sort of rolled up in her head, as if she were being oblivious on purpose." "Um-m," replied Berta brilliantly from the depths of her own obliviousness, "quite likely. Alas! there is another questionable question-mark. I do wish she weren't so stingy with her red ink." Robbie sighed again and looked at the clock.
"So 'tis Frank," he bobbed with a broad smile. "Was looking for you." "What for, Mr. Dobbins?" The old man blinked. Then he laughed in a pleased, crafty way and put his hand in his pocket. "See here," he cried, and Frank noticed that he held three coins in his palm. There was a twenty, a ten and a five-dollar gold piece. "Um-m," observed Dobbins.
A smart reply was on the lips of the clerk, but something in the other's manner discouraged flippancy. "You are a friend of Mr. O'Neil's?" he asked, politely. "Friend? Um-m, no! I'm just him when he ain't around." In a loud tone he inquired of the girl at the news-stand, "Have you got any wintergreen "Mr. O'Neil is not here."
Strange things were always happening to him. "I've never seen a game," said the professor. "I used to play myself long ago, when we had a yarn ball and pitched underhand. I'll have to come out to the field some day. President Halstead, why, he likes baseball, he's a a what do you call it?" "A fan a rooter?" replied Ken, smiling. "Um-m. I guess that's it. Well, Mr. Ward, I'm glad to meet you.
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