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"Bless me, what an enthralling picture!" says Mr. Darling. "You make me regret all I have lost. But perhaps it is not yet too late. I say, Dolly, you are eating nothing. Have some more bread-and-butter or cake, old girl. You don't half take care of yourself.","Oh, is that so? Haven't I heered you an' Cobin Keeler say, time and ag'in, that that's how you both got the smoke-habit? And look at you old chimbneys now; the pipe's never out'a your mouths.","Say that again, young one," she demanded imperatively. "Make it good and plain this time.",“Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell.,"That's Griffin; I know her ring!" cried Patricia jumping up. "I'll go.","I don't quite know," says Mona, slowly, "but what Uncle Brian principally studies is—pigs!",“Yes, now. Once she must have been about the same size, you know.” She stood behind the child caressing her cheek.,And that night, when she is indeed gone, a storm comes up from the sea, and dashes the great waves inward upon the rocky coast. And triumphantly upon their white bosoms the sea-mews ride, screaming loudly their wild sweet song that mingles harmoniously with the weird music of the winds and waves.,One hand is resting lightly with a faintly theatrical touch upon the head of the lean greyhound, the other is raised to her forehead as though to shield her eyes from the bright sun.,"I should think I do, sir," answered Paul, grinning.,Mrs. Keeler, who was doing her best to catch what her neighbor was saying, lifted her head as the two wet and tired boys entered the room.,“No hurry,” answered Jerry. “It’d be too far to tunnel a canal through the mountain right here. The valley we want to irrigate is miles farther down. There’s no use bothering our heads about it until we get nearer.”.