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"You accused Mrs. Dallas of all these things five minutes ago," said David, ironically, "and now you think--","Oh, that was rubbish," said Jen, contemptuously. "You didn't mean it.","Confound it, man, you don't mean to say that Jaggard opened the window?" cried Jen, starting from his seat with some show of temper.,"You did not mean it, Mona, did you? You are content here with me?—you have no regret?",Patricia looked inquiringly at Elinor, who smiled at her serenely in return, much to Patricia's bewilderment.,Patricia felt that same indefinite sense of loss and disillusionment which had haunted her earlier in the evening, and she shrank back into her corner without a word, fearing that Miss Jinny's clear vision might after all substantiate her shadowy misgivings.,“Oh, I s’pose she can, only a fellow doesn’t expect it of her. How came you out here? I thought you’d be watching for refugees.”,Billy removed the coat he was wearing and passed it over to his mother. She turned it inside out, and inspected it closely.,Patricia, greatly excited, patted her hard on the shoulder. "I told you you'd be a winner," she crowed. "I guess Bruce knew what he was talking about.",“Surely Billy has earned it, Mrs. Bennett,” Mr. Smith urged.,"No," he replied, "I am in a hurry; I cannot wait." She kept calling to him, and when she had called him the fourth time he went over where he was to slide with her.,What a clear light green the water was under the wharf! You could see every single snail shell, every starfish, and every tiniest stone on the smooth, light-colored bottom. Whole schools of small fish darted, quick as lightning, between the slimy old piles. Once in a while a lazy eel glided under the wharf, wound slowly in and out, lay still a moment as if to sun itself, then slowly, curve after curve, took itself out again..