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How long will it be till the turn of the tide?" He looked up, and observed a lad at work, at some little distance from us, mending a net. "Tammie Bright!" he shouted at the top of his voice. "I hear you!" Tammie shouted back. "When's the turn of the tide?" "In an hour's time." We both looked at our watches. "We can go round by the coast, Mr.
"Well, it may be. And when's your time coming?" asked Nancy, drily. "Oh, it is quite different with me," said Lilias, with a feeble attempt at a laugh. "A woman can slip through the world quietly, you know. I shan't need learning as Archie will. And, besides, I can do a great many things; and I can learn though I don't go to the school."
She knew very well how devoted Nat really was to her own best girl friend, and she also knew that Tavia fully appreciated the friendship of the handsome young cousin. "When's Tavia coming?" asked Roger, another special friend of the girl without wisdom. "I hope she will be here before I start for the Lake," replied Dorothy. "She always enjoys the Cedars more than she does any other summer place."
Whenever I go up town, it's the same 'When's she coming? Of course they understood you must be here for a while but the heart of things, the things that concern us is London." "What did you hear yesterday?" asked Delia, helping herself to some very cold coffee. Nothing was ever kept warm for her, the owner of the house; everything was always kept warm for Gertrude.
Now the present stables and the present kennels had been "made comfortable" by Lord Rufford, and it was not thought probable that he would pay for the move to Bragton. "When's the funeral to be, Mr. Masters?" asked Runciman, who knew very well the day fixed, but who thought it well to get back to the subject of real interest in the town. "Next Thursday, I'm told."
"Let's wait awhile," Betty suggested, "until the other girls have packed it down a little; this is no fun." "All right, let's take a walk. I wish I knew how to snowshoe," Polly said as she sank to her knees in a drift. "When's that friend of yours coming?" Betty inquired, as they started off towards the pond. "Who, Maud? I don't know, sometime soon. We've got to be good to her, Bet.
"What makes you ask that?" he demanded. "Oh, nothing much. She seems changed, that's all. She used to be so full of spirits, and so bright and lively. Now she is quiet and doesn't talk much. Looks thinner, too, and as if something was troubling her. Perhaps it is my imagination. When's John Doane coming down? 'Most time for him to be spending a Sunday with you, ain't it?
I did not feel so sure; but I was hungry, and as the food did not seem to be, as Barkins said, bad, I kept on, though I could not help wondering what we were eating. "I say, Ching," said Smith suddenly, "when's the birds'-nest soup coming? Oughtn't we to have had that first?" "Eat um all up lit' bit go," replied Ching. "What, that sticky stuff?" I cried. "Yes.
"Say! yuh want to keep your eyes peeled for Spikes Weber, Irish," remarked the unknown, after two drinks. "He's pawing up the earth whenever he hears your name called. He's sure anxious to see the sod packed down nice on top uh yuh." "So I heard; his nibs here," indicating the bartender, "has been wising me up, a lot. When's the stage due, tomorrow, Oldtimer?"
"When's he goin' to begin?" he asked, sleepily. Mrs. Francis watched Danny eagerly. The musical sense was liable to wake up any minute. But it would have to hurry, for Daniel Mulcahey was liable to go to sleep any minute. Pearl was disgusted with the professor and her thoughts fell into vulgar baseball slang: "Playin' to the grand stand, ain't ye? instead o' gettin' down to work.
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