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"We-el," answered Dicky thoughtfully, "now that ye mention it, I believe I did see sic a pair, or twa very like them, no later agone than yesterday afternoon. If I'm no mista'en, they're rinnin' on Maister 's farm, no far frae Lanercost." "Man, ah'm that obleeged to ye. But ah'm that deid tired wi' walkin', seekin' them, ah canna gang that far," said the farmer.
Reads like a dime novel!" "And now for the home front," said Tommy, stretching out his hand for a peach. "We-el," drawled Julius, "I don't mind admitting we've had some adventures too." He, in his turn, assumed the role of narrator.
"Of course we will," said Grace, munching contentedly on a chocolate. "Something that will make the people in Deepdale sit up and take notice." "We-el I don't know," objected Betty thoughtfully. "They say that the few soldier boys who have come home object to any sort of fuss being made over them.
She will be on hand to answer the door only one afternoon every week, besides Sunday " "What!" ejaculated Mrs. Salisbury. "I should like to know who does it on other days!" Alexandra added amazedly. "Don't you think that's ridiculous, Kane?" his wife asked eagerly. "We-el," the man of the house said temperately, "I don't know that I do.
"Would it be possible," he asked of the abashed and self-conscious labourer, "would it be possible for the body to have worked its way down into the soft mud as you have described it to have been found?" "We-el," said the witness, "'twas in the stacky mooad, 'twas through the sarft stoof." "But this soft mud would suck any solid body down, would it not?" persisted the Coroner.
"Oh, you Bill-the-Conk! It would be the brave buckaroo in the last chapter then, would it?" Ward leaned close, swift tenderness putting the teasing twinkle to flight from his eyes. "Our young hero smokes a briar, Wilhemina-mine!" "We-el don't skip!" cried Billy Louise, backing away from him with more blushes than any girl could hope to hide behind a coat of tan.
"Of course we will," said Grace, munching contentedly on a chocolate. "Something that will make the people in Deepdale sit up and take notice." "We-el I don't know," objected Betty thoughtfully. "They say that the few soldier boys who have come home object to any sort of fuss being made over them.
What I gave him just now is only a sample package left on the doorstep to try." He sat down upon a corner of the table and began to make himself a smoke. "Is he going up to the house honest?" He would not yield to the impulse to look and see for himself. "We-el, the trail he's taking has no other logical destination," drawled Jim. "He's across the bridge."
"Would Eleanor care to go with us?" asked Mrs. Brewster. "Is Polly going?" countered Eleanor. "Oh, yes, I always go," said Polly. "We-el, I don't know, Poll. I'll go next Sunday but I am taken by surprise this week. I'll stay home with Bob, I guess." "Very well, then, I'll tell Mr. Brewster to omit the extra seat in the wagon," and Mrs. Brewster hurried away to dress.
I've been ambuscaded. Horse, foot, an' guns, I've been had, an' an' there'll be no holdin' the junior forms after this. M'rover, the 'Ead will send me with a note to Colonel Dabney to ask if what you say about bein' invited was true." "Then you'd better go in by the Lodge-gates this time, instead of chasin' your dam' boys oh, that was the Epistle to King so it was. We-el, Foxy?"
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