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ibet register 96. The Actor’s Ward "I wish this were the night for night life," said Patricia fervently. "I'd stay and watch you begin——",Elinor glanced at them as she went in. "You two look remarkably hilarious," she said casually. "Is it the spring in the air or the prospect of a festive lunch that so illuminates you?","Good gracious, Mona, whom do you mean?" asks he, aghast both at her look and tone.,“But what is it that has come?”,Mr Lawrence viewed the old lady with silent astonishment.，"No; I am quite warm," says Mona, in a low, sad tone.，“Ugh! boy!” said Tellef.，Billy's gaze followed hers. High above the trees a black speck came speeding toward them, a speck which grew quickly into a bird, a big, black bird, who knew, apparently, just where he was going."I have the book that contains it at Coolnagurtheen," he says, somewhat subdued. "Shall I bring it to you?"

Nell Gordon, ready for school, came into the kitchen and catching sight of Betty was seized with such uncontrollable mirth that she fled upstairs again.,Judith finished dabbling her fingers in the finger-bowl, and wiped them daintily. Then she raised her clear eyes to the expectant company.,For an instant Rodney turns his eyes on her, and then goes back to his sneering examination of Geoffrey. Between them the two dogs still lie, quiet but eager.,“Do you remember when we went to Niagary Falls on our weddin’ tower, Ebenezer? We seen this here whirlpool an’ Goat Island an’ the hull show. Them was the happy days.”,His last words were drowned in the wind. Already he was dragging the punt from the reeds. A moment later Stanhope heard the dip of his oars as he rounded the point and put the tiny craft into the seas and his cheerful hail, "I'll be back soon, teacher.","Pity me, O Sun!" he prayed; and turning away, he set off to look for the trail to the Sun's lodge.,"There," said Jen, pointing to the inanimate form of his old servant. "He is asleep or dead.","Oh, you are incorrigible!" says Doatie, leaning back in her chair in turn, and tilting backward her little flower-like face, that looks as if even the most harmless falsehood must be unknown to it.,“Oh, because I fought him; because his fishpole got smashed.”,“Are you hungry, Isobel?” questioned her mother.,“Just to think I’ve got to heat up more water and fill this tank again for a good-for-nothing urchin like you! Begorra! It’s worth it though to see you get a good ducking!”,"I had, really. There was one fellow, a perfect giant,—Terry O'Flynn was his name,—and he and I were awful chums. We used to go shooting together every day, and got on capitally. He was a tremendously big fellow, could put me in his pocket, you know, and forget I was there until I reminded him. He was a farmer's son, and a very respectable sort of man. I gave him my watch when I was coming away, and he was quite pleased. They don't have much watches, by the by, the lower classes, do they.".