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Thus interrogated, the boy who had caught but one fleeting word of the sentence, reddened, and shuffling his feet, said he’d “often rode a wild cayuse.”,"No, sir; it isn't, sir. We're none of us hard of hearin' glory be to——. Miss Mona," coaxingly, "sure, it's only a step to the house: wouldn't Misther Rodney see ye home now, just for wanst?","I must risk that," said the doctor, slowly, "Mrs. Dallas, I love your daughter, and I wish to marry her. Miss Isabella, will you be my wife?","I am spinning, my pretty child," answered the old woman, who did not know who she was.,There are a great many kinds of good-feeling in this world, from radiant joy down to perfect bliss; but this spring I have got an attack of just old-fashioned happiness that looks as if it might become chronic.,"Oh, Bruce, the sycamore you painted is gone!" called Patricia, not turning. "Come and see!",He hung his head and braced himself to meet what was justly coming to him. She would despise him now, he knew. He felt a gentle touch on his arm, and raised his face slowly. The girl's red lips were smiling. He could scarcely believe his eyes.,"Will it?" says Geoffrey, oddly.,"Do you belong to this ship?" she asked.,“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.,"Why?",“Peter Stolway, what is a whale?”.