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"I hope your cold is better, Mr Greyquill," said she, making to proceed in her walk.,Then he would make—h’m—seven baskets of pretty colored paper and fill them with peppermint drops. Everybody liked peppermint drops.,"I'm proud to say we have, sir," beamed Keeler, "an' a squarer, finer young man never lived. A mighty good teacher he was too, let me tell you.","Later on, my friend Cain," said the major, grimly. "You will have quite enough to do to save your neck from the halter.",“There aint no such things as fairies anyways.” Peter Stolway always was a doubting Thomas, so Betty tossed her head in scorn as she replied, “There is so, cos I’ve saw them with my very own eyes.”,“Yes, come in.”,“Mother has gone to a luncheon party today.”,"It's good to see you too, Maurice. You got my code message, didn't you?",Moses adored his little foster-sister when she was well; but sick, his adoration turned to blind worship. For several days Betty had been ill. Moses’ religion, bottled up during care-free days, burst forth in foam of intercession for Betty’s return to health.,"Because He didn't have no boat!","It is an omen!" said the major, "an omen of good!","In other words," said Maurice, pointedly, "you have obtained an influence over her.".