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"Wh-what do you have such goin's on in your house for?" he demanded. "What makes you let the gang afore the mast run over you this way? Why don't you who's that upstairs; your wife?" "No, my wife is out. I shouldn't wonder if that was Zuba. She's on her way to the door, probably." "She is, hey? Call her down here. Sing out to her to come down.

How much has happened since I saw them last. It seems to me as if many years had passed since that time. Well, papa, I suppose Ruth has unpacked and put away my clothes by this time, and so I will leave you for the present." And with a weary, listless air Claudia left the room and turned to go upstairs. "Not there, not there, my dear, I told you.

Félicité went upstairs, overcome with grief. The following day a sign was posted on the door; the chemist screamed in her ear that the house was for sale. For a moment she tottered, and had to sit down. What hurt her most was to give up her room, so nice for poor Loulou!

In the doorway he stopped short and stared. "What well, I'll And she's sitting here playing the piano!" "Yes. Aren't you fond of music, Herr Brock?" "I'll pay you out for this," he said, shaking a finger at her. "Just you wait and see, little lady, if I don't pay you out, with interest!" And he turned and went upstairs, chuckling as he went.

"Other name's Black. She don't like to wait. Come out of here." Lemuel found himself in the corridor with four or five other prisoners, whom some officers took in charge and conducted upstairs to the door of the station. He saw no woman, but a sort of omnibus without windows was drawn up at the curbstone. "I thought," he said to an officer, "that there was a lady waiting to see me.

Derwent, in the library after dinner. And Irene shuddered with dread. Early next morning she accompanied her father to Mrs. Hannaford's. The Doctor went upstairs; Irene waited in the dining-room, where she was soon joined by Olga. The girl's face was news sufficient; her mother grew worse had passed a night of delirium. Two nurses were in the house, and the medical man called every few hours.

"Three times a week," answered Molly, lying. "The ladies upstairs," said La Fleur, "have been accustomed to fresh rolls every morning for their breakfast." "An' afther this, they shall have 'em," said Molly, "Sundays an' weekday, an' sorry I am that I didn't know before that they was used to have 'em." "How do you make your coffee?" asked La Fleur. Molly looked at her hesitatingly.

I went straight to Biddy's door and knocked. There was no answer, and I stood fuming with impatience on the upstairs balcony, upon which each bedroom opens. It seemed impossible to live another minute without putting that letter into Biddy's hand. And not for the world would I have let it come to her from any one else.

So we sat on our bed's edge, talking and shivering, while from across the court the laughter rang merrily, and the company slowly dispersed one by one, their lights flitting past the windows as they went upstairs and settled each one to his rest. We crept into our bed, holding each other tight, and listening to every sound, as if we thought we were tracked, and might meet our death at any moment.

They were too interested in the success of you girls, and they felt about that cake just as we all did. No, Bob and Bert never stole the cake! Where's Genie?" "Upstairs, I think," said Dotty, and going to the foot of the staircase she called her sister. Genie came running down and was as greatly disturbed as the other girls at the disappearance of the cake.