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"I guess he wants more," Janet said as the sick animal sucked up the last drops from Teddy's hat. "It wasn't very much." "We'll get more!" Teddy decided. "Then we'll go for a doctor." "Where'll we find one?" Janet asked. "I know where to find him," Teddy answered. Once more the children went back to the spring and again they filled their soft hats.
"Better off than who?" "Than Mr. Verner. She needn't leave Verner's Pride. He must." To expect any ideas but coarse ones from Roy, Tynn could not. But his attention was caught by the last suggestion. "Leave Verner's Pride?" slowly repeated Tynn. "Must he? good heavens! must my master be turned from Verner's Pride?" "Where'll be the help for it?" asked Roy, in a confidential tone. "I tell you, Mr.
"Share and share alike!" he thundered, now black in the face. "Do you fools want to waste time here on the road, dividing up this gold?" "What you say goes," shouted Budd. There was no dissenting voice. "What a stake!" ejaculated Blicky. "Gul, the boss had it figgered. Strange, though, he hasn't showed up!" "Where'll we go?" queried Gulden. "Speak up, you men."
In about three months he'll hate the very sight of you, and then where'll you be?" When she made no reply, he called to the dog and went out into the yard. She saw him there, brooding and sullen, and she knew that he had not finished. He would say no more to her, but he would wait and have it out with Willy himself. Supper was silent.
The man at the other end of the wire ignored the questions. "Where'll Wharton be for the next twenty minutes?" "If I tell you," parried Rumson, "will you bring the letter at once?" The voice exclaimed indignantly: "Bring nothing! I'll send it by district messenger. You're wasting time trying to reach me. It's the LETTER you want.
He wheeled about, leaped the fence behind him, galloped a number of paces, and then paused abruptly, with his head up, and stared at the building, as if trying to learn the point whence the shot came, that he might punish the offenders. "Gracious!" exclaimed Jim Travers, "he's going to jump up here and eat us up! Let's run." "Where'll we run?" was the sensible question of Tom.
To hasten the promised departure, he began to throw his weight alternately against the rope and the back of the chair, like an excited baby. "Wait now!" admonished Johnnie. He took off his apron and wadded it into a ball. Then with force and fervor he sent the ball whizzing under the sink. "Where'll we go?" he cried. The bottoms of his trouser legs hung about his knees in a fringe.
Come, let's get away at once!" "Where'll we go?" inquired Trot. "We must make for the open country and hide in the Fog Bank or in the Arch of Phinis," replied the boy.
I I cal'late you folks'll have to stay here for a spell." "Stay? Where'll we stay; out here in the middle of this howlin' wilderness?" "I guess so. Unless you want to walk the rest of the way, same's I'm cal'latin' to. I'm goin' to unharness the horse and put him under the shed here and then hoof it over to the village and get somebody to come and help.
Ellins, also a couple of ladies. They're just bein' served with Oolong and caviar sandwiches. "Ah!" says the major, as he spots me. "Our gallant young office lieutenant, eh? Well, sir, anything to report?" "The spools are outside, sir," says I. "Wh a at!" he gasps. "Where'll you have 'em put, sir?" says I.
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