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He roused himself sharply; found his handkerchief and rubbed his eyes a little clearer; bent swiftly over Jimmy, who stirred when touched, and, to Billy’s intense relief, spoke. “I’m sec’etary; and I pass the books, and sing; and I’m—I’m giggle squelcher.” She clapped him into her own warm bed, and incredibly soon things were sizzling over the alcohol lamp..
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“Why, ma, the children are quite respectable; I know all their mothers.” Buzz’s mamma looked a little mischievous.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“I didn’t—I haven’t washed. I’m—” All at once as Billy walked through the tiled entrance, and felt himself in the midst of splendors he had viewed only from without, he was overcome with the suspicion that he looked rather queer beside the immaculate Doctor. He knew his hair “stood up all ways for Sunday”; and his face must be dirty. “But they won’t know how dirty,” he reflected; “this is[211] the time them plaguey freckles’ll get in an’ hide the dust.” Freckles were Billy’s sorest point.
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“I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.” “Any one else?” “You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.” “I guess so. What else?”.
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