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"No." Mrs. Keeler shook her head with finality, "I can't trust you out o' my sight. You gotta set right there where you be.",“Crazy lummox, why didn’t I think of this before,” he muttered to himself as he began to climb up the tower. It was built of steel and an iron ladder had been provided to make the oiling of the pulley wheel at the top a simple task.,"Have hard work gettin' away from her, Maurice?" he asked.,“There ain’t a shadder of a doubt Moses takes arter his Par in the gift of the gab,” was Mrs. Wopp’s genial rejoinder.,"Gosh! ain't he a terror?" Maurice exclaimed. "Say, why don't you put him in the menagerie?",But the fort, on this evening at least, is never reached Mona, coming to a stile, seats himself comfortably on the top of it, and looks with mild content around.,"No lesse was she in secret heart affected,,“Well, John,” said Mother. “What is the matter?”,“You’re right, I guess,” he assented. “We’ve got to do it. Come on, we might as well get it over.”,"Well, have it your own way," said Etwald, carelessly. "I am a scoundrel in your eyes, I dare say; but if you will permit me to see you to-morrow at eleven o'clock I shall be able to prove that this particular devil--meaning myself, major--is not quite so black as you have painted him.","Oh! hardly!" says Violet with a soft laugh and another blush. "How could you?","I don't want to see her," is the unflinching and most ungracious reply..