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"We-ell, I don't know that I ever thought of that side of it; but you can imagine the feelings of the people in the farmhouse, who went to bed beside the ripples of a smiling little lake, and woke to find themselves near a great empty bog." Jewel thought and sighed deeply. "Well," she said, at last, "I hope Nature will wait till we're gone. I love this pond." "Indeed I hope so, too.
And which rather surprised himself he did not lift a supercilious eyebrow and say in a soft, apathetic voice, "Very we-ell!" Instead, he turned his head towards the devoted Wallis, who had helped two conductors swing the cot from the ceiling, and was now waiting for the storm to break. And what he said to Wallis was this: "What the deuce does this tomfoolery mean?"
Hepsey Burke looked rather sober for a moment, and Donald instantly asserted: "She can't help liking you." "We-ell now, I could mention quite a number of people who find it as easy as rolling off a log to dislike, me. But that doesn't matter much. I have found it a pretty good plan not to expect a great deal of adoration, and to be mighty grateful for the little you get.
"'Tis cruel!" "I thought that you wished me bound, Miss Sally," he observed gravely. "We-ell! I don't wish thee bound, Friend Clifford, but thee would not listen to me unless thee were. Do do the thongs hurt thee very much?" Now when an exceedingly pretty girl pities a man for any discomfort he is undergoing it would be an abnormal being who did not get out of it all that he could.
"Let's get a yellow, or a red, card from the Board of Health, and tack it up outside the door." "And so keep Mrs. Watkins, whether or no? I am not sure that we can stand her, my dear." "We-ell, there are worse," Janice confessed. "And we have had them," commented her father rather grimly. "Ah, that's the little house where the Johnsons live!" "Oh, dear me! If it should be our Olga!"
"Is that a riddle?" asked his twin scornfully. "We-ell, maybe it will be when I get it fixed right." "I don't think much of it," declared Violet. "And I want to find Mun Bun." "Don't you other children get lost on this big ship," said Mother Bunker. "Don't go off this floor." "You mean deck, don't you, Mother?" asked Russ politely. "Floors are decks on board ship. Daddy said so."
"I betcher it's goin' to snow, all right," Happy Jack interrupted the warning. "Chickydees was swarmin' all over the place, t'day." "We-ell, now, yuh don't want to go too much on them chickydees," Applehead dissented. "Change uh wind'll set them flockin' and chirpin'. Ain't ary flake uh snow in the wind t'day, fur's I kin smell and I calc'late I kin smell snow fur's the next one."
"We-ell, not exactly," she demurred. "But that's the idea? I thought so. Yes. How old is Lizzie now? Thirty?" "Oh, no, Cousin Lorando; L Elise isn't twenty-nine yet. Carolyn is about thirty." "I don't seem to recall any one chaperoning you and Hattie when you were thirty," he suggested thoughtfully. She laughed involuntarily.
But say, it's about my supper time. You better give up that short-cut idea and come along home with me." "We-ell," said the judge, reluctantly descending the butte, "I guess I will. How far is it?" "About two miles, by trail." "Two miles!" exclaimed Judge Ware, aghast. "Why, it's just over that little hill, there. Why don't you take a short cut?"
She wouldn't listen to anything but your coming right over to live at our house till we decide what we want to do." Kedzie's heart turned a somersault of joy; then it flopped. "I've got no clothes fit for your house." "Oh, Lord!" Jim groaned. "What do you think we are, a continual reception? You can go out to-morrow and shop all you want to." "We-ell, all ri-ight," Kedzie pondered.
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