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"Uncle Jethro," Cynthia asked, abruptly, "did you ever know my mother?" Jethro started, and looked at her quickly. "W-why, Cynthy?" he asked. "Because she grew up in Coniston," answered Cynthia. "I never thought of it before, but of course you must have known her." "Yes, I knew her," he said. "Did you know her well?" she persisted.
And in a minute I want you to climb on the pinto and ride around behind them rocks and wait for me. Take Rabbit with you. Act like you was going for help, or was scared and running away from a corpse. You get me? I'll crawl over there after a little." "W-why? Are you hurt so you can't walk?" Helen May did not have to act; she was scared quite enough for Starr's purpose.
She told him where her chair was on deck, and next minute, without another word, he was half-way along the alley-way, leaving the tea-things where they were. Then he turned back and spoke from several yards away. "I suppose you're wondering what the devil I'm doing in the steerage, aren't you? A chap like me a medical student! And I'll t-tell you w-why it is!
"W-why, I pay six a week," she feebly confessed. They gasped. Juanita protested, "Don't you think it's hard on the rest of us when you pay so much?" Juanita's demand was reinforced by the universal glower. Carol was angry. "I don't care! A maid has one of the hardest jobs on earth. She works from ten to eighteen hours a day. She has to wash slimy dishes and dirty clothes.
Cynthia's eyes were on the orange line of the sunset over Coniston, but she laughed a little, indulgently. "Cynthy?" "Yes." "Er that Painter-man hain't such a bad fellow w-why didn't you ask him in to supper?" "I'll give you three guesses," said Cynthia, but she did not wait for them. "It was because I wanted to be alone with you. Milly's gone out, hasn't she?" "G-gone a-courtin'," said Jethro.
I'm supposed to lead the discussion, and I wondered would you come and help?" "What poet do you take up today?" demanded Carol, in her library tone of "What book do you wish to take out?" "Why, the English ones." "Not all of them?" "W-why yes. We're learning all of European Literature this year. The club gets such a nice magazine, Culture Hints, and we follow its programs.
Cynthia's eyes were on the orange line of the sunset over Coniston, but she laughed a little, indulgently. "Cynthy?" "Yes." "Er that Painter-man hain't such a bad fellow w-why didn't you ask him in to supper?" "I'll give you three guesses," said Cynthia, but she did not wait for them. "It was because I wanted to be alone with you. Milly's gone out, hasn't she?" "G-gone a-courtin'," said Jethro.
"W-why?" asked the boy in hurt surprise. "Because it is dangerous sport, Gerald " "What! To play for a few cents a point " "Yes, to play for anything. And as far as that goes there will be no such play as you imagine." "Yes, there will I beg your pardon but Jack Ruthven said so " "Gerald, listen to me.
"Do you really want me to come back soon?" Dane asked. "W-why certainly," the girl stammered, while her face suddenly flushed. "I hope you will use this cabin often." "I will make it larger and stay here all the time, if you want me to." "Oh, will you? How nice that would be." "But only if you will stay with me." "Oh!" It was all that Jean could say, for his meaning was now quite clear.
"To see you," said Jethro, promptly, "to see you." "Don't you know that that is wrong?" "H-hadn't thought much about it," answered Jethro. "Well, you should think about it. People don't go to meeting to to look at other people." "Thought they did," said Jethro. "W-why do they wear their best clothes why do they wear their best clothes?"
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