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After further endearments between this devoted father and his daughter, Captain Acton closed her cabin door and went on deck.,“Express yourself clearly and eat properly.”,So, as there was no other key, Patricia put her finger to the bell on the lintel and kept it there till the knob rattled and the door was flung open wide. Judith was standing in the middle of the big, comfortable studio and her face was flushed, but not one word did she say in explanation of her singular behavior.,"But you don't mean to say that she believes in it!",He very far from kissed the hand; he held it just long enough to turn me round into the light and give me one long looking-over from head to feet.,“Can’t you and I go to the stable instead?” ventured Johnny. “It will be so tiresome in the house.”,"I dunno. Down where he keeps his pets I s'pose. Why?","Well for my part I hate people who sing a little. I always wish it was even less. I hold that they are a social nuisance, and ought to be put down by law. My eldest brother Nick sings really very well,—a charming tenor, you know, good enough to coax the birds off the bushes. He does all that sort of dilettante business,—paints, and reads tremendously about things dead and gone, that can't possibly advantage anybody. Understands old china as well as most people (which isn't saying much), and I think—but as yet this statement is unsupported—I think he writes poetry.",“Chase up to the dam line. There’s an overflow gate in the spillway there. Break it open!”,"Yes, sir, so he said; but the will was never found.",“What else did they do ’sides dancing, Betty?” questioned St. Elmo.,“No use,” said Johnny. “I’ll have to stand under the tree and hold the basket, while you shake the apples into it. Then they won’t whack on the ground and bruise themselves.”.