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“No use,” said Johnny. “I’ll have to stand under the tree and hold the basket, while you shake the apples into it. Then they won’t whack on the ground and bruise themselves.”,Lady Rodney shudders.,“Now you see what silly nincompoops you are—never believing a single thing I tell you.”,"Paul, your honour," answered the fellow, brightening instinctively with the face Mr Lawrence now viewed him with.,“You bet it’s work! ’Specially when she gets hold of a cub like me.”,CHAPTER XVII BILLY TO-DAY,Anson almost sobbed his relief. "I'll do it," he agreed. "What is it you want'a know, Bill?",Patricia grinned. "You two geniuses understand each other, I see. Might a humdrum mortal remind you that David is just about sliding into the train shed at this moment?","It appears he had a pocket-pistol with him, Sir Nicholas, and going home through the wood he stumbled over some roots, and it went off and injured him fatally. It is an internal wound, my lady. Dr. Bland, who is with him, says there is no hope.","Stuff!" protested Patricia stoutly. "You know you've been simply crazy to get here. Why spoil it all by squibbling? I think it's perfectly gorgeous. I'm wild to begin myself, and I'm about as green as any old shamrock. Besides, it's a mighty poor way to show your gratitude to Bruce for putting you right slap into the highest classes without slaving your life out for years, perhaps. I'll tell him——",“Did Clarence show you the sights of the city this morning?” asked Mr. Crump, trying to repress a smile.,"Do you remember the evening you taught me the country dance that I said was like an old-fashioned minuet? And what an apt pupil I proved! I really think I could dance it now. By the by, my mother never saw one danced. She"—apologetically—"has not been out much. Let us go through one now for her benefit.".