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"They're safe," Mihul said. "Quite safe. Maybe I should.... Well, the heat's off, and it's just a matter now of holding you for Whatzzit. There're a couple of other choices. One of them has an angle you won't like much either. On the other hand, it would give you a sporting chance to take off if you're really wild about it. And it's entirely in line with my instructions.
"Good for the Old Man, he still had his wits about him, even after the bug bit him!" "But why are we going to the asteroids?" Weeks asked reasonably enough. "There're Medics at Luna City they can help us " "They can handle known diseases," Ali pointed out. "But what of the Code?" Weeks dropped into the Com-tech's place as if some of the stiffening had vanished from his thin but sturdy legs.
It is stated in the laws that such sales are not valid. It's an easy thing to do, but you'll have to see that there're no hitches afterward. If it's to be done, it must be done thoroughly, Samsón Sílych. BOLSHÓV. That's it: there must be no loose ends. RISPOLÓZHENSKY. If you make it over to an outsider, there's nothing they can cavil at.
And so it was, that an hour later, as I strolled with the old man about his farm, looking, to all intents, with the profoundest interest at his Devonshires, Shorthorns, Jerseys, and the like, I lured from him something of an outline of his daughter's history. "There're no better girl 'n Marthy!" he said, mechanically answering some ingenious allusion to her worth.
Paul saw the picture. "Yes; there're lots of books I've always meant to get around to." They were silent, musing. Then Paul laughed aloud. Lydia started and looked at him inquiringly. "Oh, I was just thinking how old married folks would laugh to hear us infants planning our little castles in Spain.
"Well, it seems to me there're a lot of towns like Rye between New York and Greenwich where you could buy a little gray house of some " Gloria leaped at the phrase triumphantly. For the first time since their return East she knew what she wanted. "Oh, yes!" she cried.
You won't go anywhere. That's what's the matter with you." "Where can I go?" "Why, there're lots of places," returned Lola, who was thinking of her own lightsome tourneys with the gay youths. "You won't go with anybody." "I don't want to go with these people who write to me. I know what kind they are." "You oughtn't to be lonely," said Lola, thinking of Carrie's success.
There're three holes to this burrow and one of them is at the end of this hall. The exit where the girls slip out is on the floor below, through a hallway to that outside stairs. Oh, I'll say it's a Coney Island maze, this building! But just what these young rakes want.... Come on, and be careful. It'll be dark and the stairs are steep."
I'll go and see if there's anything exciting." Lorry heard her turbulent descent of the stairs and came back to a realization of her environment. In a few minutes Chrystie was in her room again, a little breathless from her race up the long flight. "There're only two letters," she called. "One for you and one for me."
Rupert stood with his back to the fireplace as if there really were a flame or two within its black emptiness. "I've some papers that LeFleur wants to see. Then there're our boxes at the freight station to arrange transportation for, and we'll have to see about getting a newspaper and " "Make a list," murmured his brother.
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