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Updated: June 21, 2025
She dropped her jaw, and stared. "No fight a little?" she gasped. "No scream quite small?" "No, I tell you." He ran on and joined the Colonel. Muckluck stood several moments rooted in amazement. Yagorsha had called the rest of the Pymeuts out, for these queer guests of theirs were evidently going at last. They all said "Goo'-bye" with great goodwill.
"Goo'-bye, Queenie Sandy," called Tom, as they separated at the turn of the path. "Good-bye, Tom, you old Grand Sandjandrum!" and then the Maynards ran into their own house. "Gently, my lad and lassie; gently!" warned Mrs. Maynard, as her two young hopefuls flung themselves upon her. "Oh, Mothery," cried Marjorie, "we had such a good time! And our court journal was lovely! Want to see it?
Jus' w'en the orchestra would be tunin' up for the evenin' p'formance." "What a shame! I'd like to have you see my act." "I bet it's great. You got the looks, too. Tha's what it takes in this p'fession. Make a quick change?" "No, I wear the same dress all through." "Oh! Well," he sighed deeply "well, it's been great to see you, anyway. Goo'-bye."
"Uh-huh. It's a ninvitation. I got four more to take." He thrust it into her reluctant fingers. "Got five, really, but one of 'em's for me." "An invitation, Tracey!" "Yeh. Hope you have a good time when it comes off." Already he was bouncing toward the door. "Goo'-bye." "But what is it, Tracey?" "Aw, it tells in the ninvitation. S'long." "From the Lockwoods!" she whispered.
I can go in winter as good as summer. I can hunt!" She turned on him fiercely. "Once I hunt a owel. Ketch him, too!" She sniffed back her tears. "I can do all kinds." "No, you can't hunt Orange Groves," he said, with a severity that might seem excessive. "But I can't let you go off in this snowstorm " "He soon stop. Goo'-bye." Never word of sweeter import in his ears than that.
Hey?" looking up incredulously at Nicholas "not a nail in the whole shebang, eh?" "Nail?" says Nicholas. "Huh, no nail!" as contemptuously as though the Boy had said "bread-crumbs." "Well, she's a daisy! When you comin' back?" "Comin' pretty quick; goin' pretty quick. Goo'-bye! Mush!" shouted Nicholas to his companion, and the dogs got up off their haunches.
For us there must be dancing in the valley, laughter and roses, perfume and sunshine always sunshine." "Oh er yes," replied Miss Nellie, taken aback by this effusiveness, which she could only explain as being foreign. "It's 8:30," said Miss Eva, looking at her watch. "Ah, then I must fly," cried Madame d'Avala. "Goo'-bye!" said Freddy wistfully.
In their eyes, though, a certain look. And so off for Camp Sherman, their young heads sticking out of the car windows in clusters black, yellow, brown, red. But for each woman on the depot platform there was just one head. Tessie saw a blurred blond one with a misty halo around it. A great shouting and waving of handkerchiefs: "Goo'-bye! Goo'-bye! Write, now! Be sure!
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