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“Will you please play it fer us then, it is so touchin’. You will find the music on the organ.”,Each moment of delay only helps to increase her nervous excitement.,"I don't know myself. I wandered in a desultory fashion through the wood on leaving you, not caring to return home just then, and I was thinking of—of you, of course—when I stumbled against something (they tell me it was a gnarled root that had thrust itself above ground), and then there was a report, and a sharp pang; and that was all. I remember nothing. The gamekeeper found me a few minutes later, and had me brought here.","Don't I, Flower?" he asked again in a still softer voice. Again I had that sensation of being against something warm and great and good, and I don't know how I controlled it enough not to—to——,“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained.,On Sunday morning he was up before his room-mate, and when the latter came out the front door of the Quarter-house he was waiting for him.,“Nope,” said the other. “Dad don’t want me to be a cowboy. I wouldn’t mind that much. He wants me to be a farm hand! Nix on that! I wish I could go up to the dam. That’s regular work. Reckon I could get a job up there?”,"In Sydney. In Paul Rodney's employ. In his very house.",“Hurt?”,Lawyer Maddoc and Doctor Cavinalt had gone back to Cleveland, promising to return every fall so long as their welcome held out and Billy was there to guide them about and save their lives, if necessary.,She pauses, catching her breath with a little sob.,"I shall be delighted, if you'll be so good as to let me," he said gratefully, with his sincere gaze on the festive group about the dainty table. "I've heard of your good luck in finding your family, and am very glad to meet them.".