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"We-ell I guess mebby I better I don't see how I'm goin' to git along any other way, but " Casey had gone to find where Juan had cached himself and to pluck that apathetic youth from slumber and set him to work. Four casings and tubes for a two-ton truck run into money, as Casey was telling himself complacently.

She was so drowsy that at first she didn't hear McClane speaking, she hadn't seen him come to the step of the car. McClane's voice sounded soft and unnatural and a little mysterious. "I'm afraid something's happened." "Who to?" "We-ell " The muffled drawl irritated her. Why couldn't he speak out? "Is John hurt?" "I'm afraid so." "Is he killed?" "Well I don't know that he can live.

"The devil looking over Lincoln," said Lilly laughing, glancing up into Argyle's face. "The devil looking over Florence would feel sad," said Argyle. "The place is fast growing respectable Oh, piety makes the devil chuckle. But respectability, my boy, argues a serious diminution of spunk. And when the spunk diminishes we-ell it's enough to make the most sturdy devil look sick. What?

"Then she won't come," rejoined Janice. "But you are not to tell a soul that the dress is mine, if she does wear it." "We-ell," sighed Stella, somewhat relieved. The farmer's daughter knew that there would be much comment if she left Amy off the invitation list. She was glad to leave the matter in Janice Day's hands. And she did not remark again, at least, not openly, upon Janice being "so sly."

"And the worst of it," he explained in a loud voice over his soup, "is that I waste such gems of sarcasm on their thick heads. It's miles above them, I'm certain." "We-ell," said the school chaplain slowly, "I don't know what Corkran's appreciation of your style may be, but young McTurk reads Ruskin for his amusement." "Nonsense! He does it to show off. I mistrust the dark Celt."

"Well, put him in; but I want somebody who'll take a personal interest. There's no one that I can see." "What about Mr. Valerius, now he's come home?" "Val Dartie? With that father?" "We-ell," murmured Gradman, "he's been dead seven years the Statute runs against him." "No," said Soames. "I don't like the connection." He rose.

He plucked at his lower lip with spasmodic fingers. His eyes were downcast. He attempted a self-deprecatory smile which ended in an unpleasant grimace. "She wouldn't say. But it was because she was in love with him." "And you were jealous of Mr. Webster?" "We-ell yes, sir; that's about it, I guess." "Did Miss Brace tell you she was coming to Sloanehurst?" "No, sir. I suspected it."

No one moved. It is not pleasant to face railway journeys at mid-day in June. Spurstow gathered up his hat and whip, and, turning in the doorway, said 'There may be Heaven, there must be Hell. Meantime, there is our life here. We-ell? Neither Mottram nor Lowndes had any answer to the question.

"I didn't think I should be justified in going further without first obtaining your consent." "We-ell " Mr. Waddington's anxiety was almost unbearable. The programme had evidently appealed to Sir John. Supposing, after all, he accepted?

His brand is known all over the country." "That fact doesn't make it any the less cruel," Grace said, with some spirit. "How would you like to be branded, Rhoda Hammond?" "We-ell," drawled Rhoda, "you know, I'm not a horse." They clattered out of the canon at last, well behind the train, and then swerved directly west to escape the dust-shrouded herd.