Kibet Mol

Kibet Mol This text is a combination of etexts, one from the now-defunct ERIS “Shall I come now?” asked the child, smiling.,"I hardly think I follow you," says Geoffrey, in a frozen tone. "In regard to what would you wish your servants deceived?",“Have you learned anything?” asked Bob quickly.,In the cool water, Bob soon forgot his hurts. Coming out on the shore he took stock of the damage that had been done. His hands were sore and stinging sensations from different parts of his body told him that he had not come off scot-free. Such clothes as he had on were ruined and he knew that in all probability he was such a sight that his own father would not have recognized him if they had met face to face.,"Yep; she's cannin' thimble-berries. Jest wait till I get an armful of kindlin', an' I'll go in with you."，"Mean!" cried Jen, in a tone of conviction. "Why! that Etwald is mixed up in this business also!"，She winds her arms, around him, seeing he is still determined to go, and, throwing back her head, looks into his face.，And now, after days of loneliness and nights of terror, Maurice was up again and outside where he could catch the wood-breeze and smell the sweet odor of plants and clearing fires. He wondered how many years he had been away from it all. How old was he now? Why didn't his mother answer his questions? He did not realize that his voice was weak; he had forgotten that his mother was deaf. All he knew was that nobody cared a hang for him any more, not even his own mother. His weak hands clutched at the bandage at his throat, as though to tear it off and hurl it from him. His head sank weakly back against the wall, and the tears came to his eyes."Nicholas!" cries his mother, faintly: "this is too much!"

"We asked you today to help us break up housekeeping," he said with his winning smile; "but I must confess that I for one have deceived you. I planned to get you all here for a totally different purpose, and I trust you will approve of my craftiness when you have seen what I have to show you.","Patricia!" gasped Judith, shocked out of her dreamy calm. "You oughtn't to say things like that. It's—it's not religious!",“They will have to!” was the confident reply. “I’ll draw up a report the moment we strike camp! But now we’ll have to run for our train. I’ve been so interested, I forgot the time.”,Maurice lost no time. "Where'll we go, Bill?",All the young men thought this was funny; they laughed a good deal at Scarface as he was walking away.,"I do hope she isn't the under-housemaid," said Jack, moodily. "It has grown so awfully common. Three fellows this year married under-housemaids, and people are tired of it now; one can't keep up the excitement always. Anything new might create a diversion in his favor, but he's done for if he has married another under-housemaid.","My queen lacks nothing," says Geoffrey. Then, as he feels the rising wind that is soughing through the barren trees, he says, hurriedly, "My darling, you will catch cold. Put on your wraps again.","You must ask the Captain that, sir, if you want to know," Paul answered.,Again they heard the feast shout, and he who called was the chief of the Bear society. After they had eaten and smoked the chief said,,“Don’t you think it might help if I got my boss, Mr. Whitney, to come down and talk to him about it?”,Patricia looked inquiringly at him.,"Oh! so she is an old friend of yours?".