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“Jiminy whiz! This is my very last week of boy; next week I’ll have to be a man,” he said gloomily.,"Me singing!" exclaimed old John.,CHAPTER XVIII. THE DEVIL-STICK THIEF.,"Yes," he replied, in a hesitating manner, as of one unused to speech. "She came to the library window ten minutes ago, having escaped from the custody of her mother and Dido. Quite hysterical, as you see, and bent upon seeing our poor dead lad. To pacify her I brought her, but as you see--","Oh, Nolly!" says Dorothy, hastily.,On the top-most branch of a tall, dead pine, close beside the wood-pile, sat the tame crow, Croaker, his head cocked demurely on one side, as he listened to the woman's righteous abuse. Croaker could no more help filling his claws with chips and dirt and wobbling the full length of a line filled with snowy, newly-washed clothes than he could help upsetting the pan of water in the chicken-pen, when he saw the opportunity. He hated anything white with all his sinful little heart and he hated the game rooster in the same way. He was always in trouble with Ma Wilson, always in trouble with the rooster. Only when safe in the highest branch of the pine was he secure, and in a position to talk back to his persecutors.,"Oh, do tell me about it," said Judith eagerly, settling down on a low stool beside the trunk. "Your stories are always so nice and nippy.",Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,’”,“Stir yerself Moses or I’ll hev the zoo ready afore yer tickets are writ.”,"Oh, that's so," acquiesced Patricia. "I suppose you do have to be there for that private view of the panels.","No, my lord," shouted the Admiral, "I am very sorry to say we have not.","Why have you taken all this trouble about us?" says Lady Rodney, leaning forward to look at the girl anxiously, her voice low and trembling..