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“Gee whack! That’s the hardest work of all,” Billy complimented.,Still no St. Elmo. They proceeded a considerable distance down the creek.,Mr. Zalhambra’s gaze fell full on the girl and her color heightened under his ardent look.,Billy drew himself up and lied like a gentleman. "I guess that's all there is about it," he said with dignity. "Ann's my girl, an' she said I could cut my 'nitials under hers if I wanted to take the chance.",They had topped a wooded hill and were descending into a wide green valley, studded with clumps of red willows and sloping towards a winding stretch of pale green rushes through which the white face of the creek flashed as though in a smile of welcome. Red winged blackbirds clarioned shrilly from rush and cat-tail. A brown bittern rose solemnly and made across the marsh in ungainly flight. A blue crane, frogging in the shallows, paused in its task with long neck stretched, then got slowly to wing, long pipe-stem legs thrust straight out behind. A pair of nesting black ducks arose with soft quacks and drifted up and out, bayward.,"Well?" says Sir Nicholas, as a deadly silence continues for some time after their departure, "what do you think of her?","Well, if only to oblige you, I'll take Truant.","Violet, you may as well tell them all now as at any other time," he says, persuasively.,“Nope. Boss man he gone downside El Paso. Get little yellow tlicket, gone off slam blang!”,"I've heard," said Mr. Johnston. "His was a brave and commendable act.",“No; but I stop here sometimes. Are you afraid of ghosts?”,"Did you not meet Maurice, my dear?".