How to pronounce lucky

How to pronounce lucky Having left the horse, he was going toward the boathouse, when Kate THE MAHOGANY TREE,Well, Lisa and Olea were really very contrary both of them. What would they say if they knew how every one had been calling him the heir of Kingthorpe? On the whole it was rather pleasant to be called that, although somewhat embarrassing. He would not speak of it to Olea and Lisa after all—not yet, anyway. They were both staring at him in open-mouthed wonder.,What if they should find him? Gee! Couldn’t a boy run faster than a man? Another sound banished these thoughts; wheels on the road, whose thick coat of dust almost hushed the ring of metal tires. A horseman before, and now a wagon; this was an unusual amount of travel for that lonely road.,“He is crazy as a loon!” said Olea. But Lisa the nursemaid was more interested.,"Yis."，“But s’pose you change yer name, Miss Gordon,” whispered Betty slyly. “Then nobody’d know ’twas you.”，“That’s great!” said Steve Whitney. “Now go ahead and spin me the whole yarn.”，“Yes, now. Once she must have been about the same size, you know.” She stood behind the child caressing her cheek."Well, if only to oblige you, I'll take Truant."

"Thank you," murmurs he, gratefully. There is evidently comfort in the thought. Then after a moment or two he goes on again, as though following out a pleasant idea: "Some day, perhaps, that vault will hold you too; and there at least we shall meet again, and be side by side.",They passed lightly on, for their steps ran in whispering echoes through the gallery, and often did Julia cast a fearful glance around.,The words died on her tongue, as Elinor suddenly emerged from the portrait class door, her face radiant and with an exclamation of quick pleasure at the sight of them.,"Oh, Captain Weaver, there are many wicked people at sea!" cried Miss Acton. "Think of the pirates! Think of the slavers! My poor, poor niece!","Yet I think you should have told me," she whispers, as a last fading censure. "Do you know you have made me very unhappy?",If he was more thoughtful, quiet, at home, his hours of play were more keenly enjoyed as they grew daily fewer. He had found a “dandy job” that would not take him away from home; he could still mow the lawn, and do the chores. He was glad now that he had learned various parts of the housework, for he was to be janitor and messenger at one of the banks, a fact to be told his mother as a surprise on the last day of school.,They all stood around on the sloppy floor of the clay room as she undid the moist wrappings of her half-finished head. As the cloths were laid aside, there was a disheartening silence.,Leaf II. A Love-Letter, Loaded.,"I'm Thomas Pledge, acting second mate of this 'ere ship, ma'am.","This is what I call luck," she said, genially. "I'm going to steer you two peaches right into the thick of the tumult, and if you don't have the time of your sad young lives, my name's not—well, here, you'd better pronounce it for me," and she handed out a card on which was printed in clear black letters,,"I am sure I could," says Nolly, bestowing upon her a grateful glance, after which he starts upon his errand with suspicious alacrity.,“Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze..