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Yet he could not for the life of him resist a hearty laugh when the befuddled Eskimo blinked up in his face with an imbecile smile, and said "Wh-whash 'e matter, y-you st-stupid ole' K-K-Kablunet?"

Nowadays, Montgomery, as the last of his race, had been promoted to accompany his grandmother on this clock-winding tour, and had once innocently asked: "Did my father use to go with y-you, as I-I-I do?" Strangely enough, he had never before inquired much about his parents, but had somehow imbibed the knowledge that both were dead.

Gimmee thet ball, an' you use the other, or I'll stop the game." Wherewith the shrewd umpire took the ball from Merritt's hand and fished the "rabbit" from his pocket. Our thwarted manager stuttered his wrath. "Y-you be-be-wh-whiskered y-yap! I'll g-g-give " What dire threat he had in mind never materialized, for he became speechless.

'I tell her she must go back directly she has had some luncheon. 'Ah, that's all very well! sobbed Avice. 'B-b-but if you had been m-married so long as I have, y-you wouldn't say go back like that! 'What is it all about? inquired Pierston.

Y-you use your influence with her; g-give her a good talking to; t-tell her what I've told you; and at at the critical moment I'll come in, and then then if we can't manage her between us, it'll be a wonder. The proposition staggered me. 'But, my dear Mr Lindon, I fear that I cannot He cut me short. 'Here she comes!

"Y-you n-need n't be," he stammered, coloring. "S-señorita, I sh-shall never f-f-forget this day." "Quien sabe? poof! no more vill I; but now, adios, señor." She touched her pony's side sharply with the whip, and, standing motionless, Stutter watched them disappear over the abrupt ledge.

"Everything's rather rotten this season, I fancy." Her voice ran fluting up and down the scale. Her a's were very broad. "Oh oh y-you are English, then?" "Yes!" "Why uh " "Yes!" "Oh, I just had a fool idea maybe you might be French." "Perhaps I am, y' know. I'm not reahlly English," she said, blandly. "Why uh " "What made you think I was French? Tell me; I'm interested."

"You don't that's just it, you don't, and that's what's so funny." And she laughed again. "What's funny?" he asked. "You !" "I'm not half as funny as you are, but I don't laugh at you." "Y you w-would if you didn't p-pity me so much," she gasped between giggles. "I don't pity you at all. And I think you're extremely foolish to laugh so much at nothing." "Even when I'm laughing at y-you?"

Brown roughly jerked his gun from out its holster, holding the shining weapon up into the starlight. "No, he didn't; not that one," he growled fiercely, his glance falling again upon the upturned features of the dead girl. "I saw him out thar runnin' toward our shaft-hole; h-he's up t-ter more d-deviltry. Y-you take k-keer o' her." His voice broke, then rang out strong.

At any rate, if there is a sort of shadow left it's because I use my eyes in my profession." "Dr. Lamour says that the dark circles disappear, anyway," said the girl, unconvinced. "Cold-cream had nothing to do with it." "But it did! Really it did. And as for the other symptoms, I well, I can't help my pulses when y-you t-t-touch me." "Please, Mr. Carden." "I don't mean to be impertinent.