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A loud snort from inside the wall just by his ear startled him, and he clutched Joan's arm. "What'th that?" he said. There were sounds of clambering feet on the other side of the wall, then William's grimy countenance appeared. "Hello, Joan!" he said, ignoring the stranger. Joan's eyes brightened. "Come and play with us, William," she begged.
"I know a better thtory than that air!" said Bobby, growing tired of the long mumbling reading of the dull book. "Do you? Tell it," said the reader. So Bobby began to tell them some of his adventures, upon which they all grew interested and fell asleep. "Don't tell any more like that," said the little reader, when he awoke. "What'th the matter weth it?
What'th the row? Ith anything wrong over there?" and he pointed to the Carquinez Woods, which were just looming out of the morning horizon in the distance. Low stopped. The last words of his companion seemed to recall him to himself. He raised his eyes automatically to the woods and started. "There IS something wrong over there," he said breathlessly. "Look!"
Is you goin' t' take un? "'I wathn't thinkin' o' that, says she. 'I wathn't thinkin' o' not. I wath jutht, says she, 'wonderin'. "'They isn't no sense in that, Liz, says I. 'You just wait an' find out. "'What'th hith name? says she. "'Shoos, says I. 'Moses Shoos. "With that she up with her pinny an' begun t' cry like a young swile. "'What you cryin' for, Liz? says I.
"Thay, Waddington, old man, what'th the game, eh? What have you got up your sleeve that you don't want to thell the stuff? Blow me if I can tumble to it!" "There is no game at all," Mr. Waddington replied firmly. "I can assure you, Mr. Absolom, and all of you, ladies and gentlemen, that I have simply told you what I believe to be the absolute truth.
You see that the boat has stopped pitching, and the side roll isn't as pronounced as it was." "What'th the anthwer?" piped Tommy. "I don't know yet," Harriet confessed. "But I'm going to know." "The water is still coming in, and getting deeper," shivered Margery. "Get out through the rear door," Harriet commanded. "One at a time." "Which door is the rear one?" queried Crazy Jane.
"Of courthe. It wathn't mine, my boy. I'd have thent you a Tharp'th rifle in plathe of that muthle loader you carry, or thomething thenthible. But, I thay! what'th up? You look ath if you had been running all night." Low grasped his hand. "Thank you," he said hurriedly; "but it's nothing. Only I must be back to the woods early. Good-by." But Curson retained Low's hand in his own powerful grip.
You got him all right; but let me tell you, young man; you must be mighty careful what you aim at, for international complications may follow." "What'th that?" "That means it's dangerous to aim at anybody. I'll make you a target and when you get so you can hit the bull's eye three times out of five at a distance of fifteen feet I'll give you a better bow. Is it a bargain?"
"Of courthe. It wathn't mine, my boy. I'd have thent you a Tharp'th rifle in plathe of that muthle loader you carry, or thomething thenthible. But, I thay! what'th up? You look ath if you had been running all night." Low grasped his hand. "Thank you," he said hurriedly; "but it's nothing. Only I must be back to the woods early. Good-by." But Curson retained Low's hand in his own powerful grip.
"We keep that," said the Superintendent, "because it's the largest single lump of coal ever brought out of this mine. Of course, we could get them if we tried to, but it's easier to handle it in smaller pieces." "What'th in that little houthe over there?" asked Dicky. "Theems to me I thee something whithing round."
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