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“But—but you are!” stammered Bob, taken aback for a moment by Jerry’s words. “Didn’t you admit it—” “You did me a good turn to-day,” he said a little huskily. “Thanks. I—I can’t say things very well but I want to tell you—” “It’s been a cinch so far, but just wait. We’ve not started to get into trouble yet. We’ll get ours all right before we’re through.”.
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"I cannot explain it, madam," said the Queen, "unless the cause is due to the child I hope one day to have, who will perhaps be less unhappy than I am." The marquis permitted his daughters to change their apartments, but he commanded Ferdinand to tell them, that, in granting their request, he consulted their ease only, and was himself by no means convinced of its propriety. They were accordingly reinstated in their former chambers, and the great room only of madame's apartments was reserved for the marchioness, who expressed her discontent to the marquis in terms of mingled censure and lamentation. The marquis privately reproved his daughters, for what he termed the idle fancies of a weak mind; and desired them no more to disturb the peace of the castle with the subject of their late fears. They received this reproof with silent submission—too much pleased with the success of their suit to be susceptible of any emotion but joy. “Nils asked you to come on board?” “Where’s the Boss?” he demanded of the Chinaman who served Mr. Whitney. “Gone to bed?”.
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