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gbleliciou Hol n Win WALTER CANNY, SETH MACY, AND SAMUEL GLEIG, Forming one of the boats’ “Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,Picking up a second paper at random, “This is a composition on Alfred the Great,” he explained.,"Ho, Bill!" cried Maurice. "Bringin' bay Thomas up to the stable fer winter, eh? Gee! Jim, look at that horse; did you ever see such a change in anythin' in your life?",“You look orful, jist like you was growin’ a pair of speckled toothbrushes. What ’ll Mar say? You carn’t go to school like that.”,The old people strayed through the house upstairs and down. They looked at everything, felt of everything, exclaimed over everything; they ate, and put into their pockets, and ate again.，“I hear they call you the heir of Kingthorpe,” said Grandmother, “and I believe you are going to be just like the old master.”，"But what—" began Patricia again.，Friend, art afraid?"Have you dined?" asked Sir William.

Maurice stood up. "Where's Bill now?" he asked.,"To everything! How could you think of bringing a daughter-in-law of—of—her description to your mother?","One minute more," replied his wife; and then she cried, "Anne! Sister Anne! do you not see anything coming?",“No further this way!” the order came in quiet yet determined English. Bob recognized in the speaker one of the extra watchmen Boss Taylor had put on.,"How strange!" says the duchess, with an amused smile. "Are you quite sure of that?","Oh, yes, I do," says Dorothy, with a wise shake of her blonde head; "you mean that probably we shall not be able to order any furniture at all. Well, even if it comes to sitting on one horrid kitchen deal chair with you, Nicholas, I sha'n't mind it a scrap." She smiles divinely, and with the utmost cheerfulness, as she says this. But then she has never tried to sit on a deal chair, and it is a simple matter to conjure up a smile when woes are imaginary.,* * * * * * * *,"I no know, massa. She weep! She ill! She make terrible bobbery, dat poo' girl. Massa, come an' see my lil missy dis day.","Yes,—in her own estimation," says the duchess, somewhat severely, whose crowning horror is a frisky matron, to which title little Mrs. Lennox may safely lay claim.,"I haven't gone that far," Elinor gently reminded her. "I didn't mean to say that Doris Leighton was a fake. I only meant that my feelings toward her had changed. You don't have to give up your admiration for her, Pat dear.",“Don’t you remember the first day I went to school, he took me between his knees,—I was a little kid then,—and said, ‘Billy, if I[133] know that you ever jump on a boy first to fight him, I’ll lick you. And if another boy jumps on you first, and you don’t fight back, no matter how big he is, I’ll lick you then.’”,"And what after?" enquired Lucy, observing that her father paused with an expressive look at Sir William, "I mean what after as regards Mr Lawrence?".