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Seems as if we'd got to the end of things, and nothing was ever going to happen again. I think I'll go to Guernsey." "Do you think they'd like I mean, would they mind if I came in for a chat now and then? It's pretty lonely up at Plaisance too." "Oh, they'll mind and so will I. When'll you come?" "I'll look in to-night as I come from the mines if you're sure "
Oscar clambered up beside them. "Ay tal you somet'ing " he began. But the dog yelped suddenly. A sharp voice cut across to them: "Kelly! What the devil's going on here? What are you about? Who's that with you?" "Farwell!" Dunne whispered. "Did you light the fuses, Oscar?" "Sure t'ing," Oscar replied. Proud of the phrase, he repeated it. "She ban light, all right." "When'll she fire? Quick, now?"
'Got that poem done yet? said Smith to Reynolds, pouring out a cup of tea for the invalid on the following Sunday. 'Two lumps, please. No, not quite. 'Great Caesar, man, when'll it be ready, do you think? It's got to go in tomorrow. 'Well, I'm really frightfully sorry, but I got hold of a grand book. Ever read ? 'Isn't any of it done? asked Smith. 'Only the first verse, I'm afraid.
"When'll you be over?" said the farmer abruptly; his hands were clenched now in his pockets. The two men stood a little way apart, facing eastward, and away from the house. The long, wintry fields before them sloped down to a wide stretch of marshes covered with ice, and dotted here and there with an abandoned haycock.
It was Molly Dale pushing past Racey and standing with arms akimbo directly in front of his gun-muzzle. Racey let his gun and holster fall up-and-down, but he did not remove his hand from the gunbutt. "Who do you want here?" Molly inquired of Lanpher. Lanpher's rat-like features cracked into an ugly smile. "Is yore paw home?" he asked. "Father's gone to Marysville." "When'll he be back?"
She turned and ran swiftly from him, laughing lightly as she ran, and for a second or two, he stood blankly looking after her. Then he called to her, "Wait, Maggie, wait a minute!" and ran after her. She stopped when she heard him calling, and waited for him to come up to her. "When'll I see you again?" he said. "Oh, dear knows!" she replied. "Will you come to the theatre with me next Saturday?"
The floor of the little hut was raised so that the waves which broke over the logs could not reach it. Taking a peep into the structure, Joe was pleased to see that Nell and Kate would be comfortable, even during a storm. A buffalo robe and two red blankets gave to the interior a cozy, warm look. He observed that some of the girls' luggage was already on board. "When'll we be off?" he inquired.
"H-how is it written," said Jethro, leaning over it, "h-how is it written?" "Cynthy," answered Mr. Judson, involuntarily. "Then make it Cynthy make it Cynthy." "Cynthy it shall be," said Mr. Judson, with conviction. "When'll you have it done?" "To-night," replied Mr. Judson, with a twinkle in his eye, "to-night, as a special favor." "What time w-what time?" "Seven o'clock, sir.
"Fire this through to the orderly-room, 10th Group, sergeant," he said, and rose wearily. "Come along, padre," he said: "I've got to go round the camp, and you can come too, if you've nothing better to do." "When'll I have to go, do you think?" asked Peter as they went out. "Oh, I don't know. In a day or two.
"By the way," he said, taking it out again, "when'll you send your ladies round? The morning's best, when the rest of us are out of the way." "All right." "Well, I don't think there's anything else?" "My dear chap," said the other, "I wish you'd tell me what it's all about why you're in this sort of life, you know. I don't want to pry, but " Frank smiled suddenly and vividly.
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