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"Oh, it's always a she." "Why uh it is from a girl. I started to tell you about her one day. She's an artist, and once we took a long tramp in the country. I met her she was staying at the same place as I was in London. But oh, gee! I dunno; she's so blame literary. She is a fine person Do you think you'd like a girl like that?" "Maybe I would." "If she was a man?" "Oh, yes-s!
"Yes-s, yes-s," they whispered in the soft lisping language of the leaves, "we know! She's like Amanthis, sweet-souled and starry-eyed; we were here when you brought her home, a bride. She's like Amanthis! Like Amanthis!" Under the blossoms rode the Little Colonel, all in white herself this May morning, except the little Napoleon hat of black velvet, set jauntily over her short light hair.
"Yes-s," said the other, with rueful bewilderment. "You seem to have been rather on the spot I confess." "On the spot? All over the place!" Thorpe lifted himself slightly in his chair, and put more animation into his voice. "It's the mistake you people make!" he declared oracularly.
Yes-s, admitted Istra, a little grudgingly, she was going to be at the studio that evening, though she well, there was going to be a little party some friends but yes, she'd be glad to have him come. Grimly, Mr. Wrenn set out for Washington Square. Since this scientific treatise has so exhaustively examined Mr. Arty's, for all its pretension to superiority.
Her cool, brown, calculating eyes went appraisingly over the Happy Family while she spoke. "I've been right around here, all the time," Andy gave meek account of himself. "I've been busy." "Oh. Did you go over the tract, Mr. Green?" she lowered her voice. "Yes-s I went over it." "And what do you think of it privately?" "Privately it's pretty big." Andy sighed.
" a breathless "Yes-s" those two small faces reminded him much of terriers watching a rat-hole "there was a hobo." He thought hard. "He was a very dirty old hobo he never used to wash his face. He was walking along the road one day when he heard a little wee voice call out 'Hey!. He looked down and he saw an empty tomato-can on a rubbish heap.
If Florence Grace Hallman and her bunch lands any settlers here, they'll be between us and Dry Lake; and they're dead welcome to squat on them dry pinnacles so long as we keep their stock from crossing our claims to get into the breaks. Savvy the burro?" "Yes-s but how'd yuh KNOW they're going to do all this? Mamma! I don't want to turn dry-farmer if I don't have to!" Andy's face clouded.
I made good at it; the bounty counts up pretty fast, you know." "Yes-s, it does." Billy Louise bit her lips thoughtfully, turned and looked back at the haystack, at the long line of new, wire fence, and at the two heavy-set mares feeding contentedly along the creek. "There must be money in wolves," she remarked evenly. "There is. At least, I made good money hunting them."
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