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"No, but somebody else's thunderstorm would bother us almost as much," Bob explained good-humoredly. "Never mind the thunderstorms now," put in Mr. Crowninshield. "Aren't we going to hear anything but this whistling and groaning? Whee! There it goes again. It is for all the world like a chorus of cats." "It is more like a siren horn tooting up and down," laughed Nancy.
"Let's hit up the speed a bit," urged Dan Dalzell. "We won't be in too big a hurry about that," Dick counseled. "Let us get the knack of this thing by degrees." "Whee! When we do get to going fast I'll wager there is a lot of fine old speed in this birch-bark tub!" chuckled Tom Reade. Dick now headed the canoe up the river. For half a mile or more they glided along on a nearly straight course.
I turned to another patrician. "Here again is a first-class bath. 'The Nobleman. A great feature is the glass screen. The enamel, too, is of the very best quality. Nickelplated fittings, stream line body, detachable whee er that is, the waste also is constructed on a most ingenious principle: we call it the 'Want-Not' pattern." "Ah," she said quietly. "And what's the price of this er paragon?"
"What is it?" demanded Paul, as the other came panting along. "Wild man!" gasped Little Billie. "Whee!" exclaimed Bobolink, who had managed to get near enough to catch what was said. "'Fraid he nabbed poor Jud!" said Gusty, now reaching the spot, and just about at his last gasp. "Not much he didn't, because there he comes now!" ejaculated Bobolink.
"Wal, I'm keepin' a net handy to drag you out, boss, just in case." Tom chuckled and fitted the mask over his face, then made a clean dive into the tank. For the next ten minutes the girls and Chow watched wide-eyed as he swam, walked around, and went through vigorous exercises at the bottom of the tank without once coming up for air. "Whee!" Sandy exclaimed when Tom finally climbed out.
Then again p'raps some one has passed along here, and stepped in to see if there was anything worth taking." "Whee! I hope that last isn't the right answer," was what Bud hastened to observe; "I've got a few little things there I'd hate to lose, let me tell you. Now, if you come right down to -oh! Hugh!" "What's the matter with you?" demanded the one whose name had been uttered so wildly.
"Whee!" The long fingers pulled at the clerical collar as if they might tear it away. The alert figure swung across the room to the one window not wide open and the man pushed up the three inches possible. "Whee!" he brought out again, boyishly, and thrust away the dusty vines that hung against the opening from the stone walls of the parish house close by.
"I have, once," said Alexia. "Is your aunt in the closet, did you say?" Mr. Filbert kept on, with the impression that a reply would soon be coming if he only held up the conversation at his end of it. Alexia dashed down the sofa-cushion with a nervous hand. "I can't breathe; let's get out, Polly," and she flew up, to sit quite straight. "Yes, my aunt is up in the closet, Mr. Filbert. Whee!
"Whee! let me tell you he pulled to beat the band too!" the proud angler vowed, as he rubbed his arms; and then bent lower to admire the spotted sides of the big trout, that probably looked prettier to Bumpus than anything he had ever before seen.
Fifty yellin' lunatics was on hand to give it to us; the other two hundred was joyfully mutilatin' the baldhead. "Well, I wanted to get away, and so did Sim, I guess; but the crowd wouldn't let us. We'd got to have a drink; hogsheads of drinks. That was the best joke on Eddie Lewisburg that ever was. Come on! We MUST come on! Whee! Wow!
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