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गेम छोटे बच्चों का CHAPTER 34. The Cabin-Table. The boat easily carried all the things they had brought. Jerry took particular care in stowing away a box which he had hung onto jealously since they started. It was rather a mysterious looking case about which he had volunteered no information. Up to this time Bob had not questioned him, although he had wondered what was in it. However, as Jerry reserved the safest and dryest part of the boat for it Bob ventured to ask what it was.,Her sympathy is unbounded, her temper equal to the most trying occasion, her heart open to the most petty grievances; she is to the two girls an unfailing source of comfort, a refuge where they may unrebuked pour out the indignation against their dressmakers that seems to rage unceasingly within their breasts.,At this mendacious statement Mrs. Wopp turned on her offspring a withering glance.,"Dead!" wailed Isabella, catching at the word, "Maurice dead!",“No, sir, and I haven’t any idea what they’ll do. Anything is likely to happen!”，After casting a martyr-like glance of reproach at her, as she worked on, all unconscious of the mental agony she was inflicting, Miss Green cleared her throat slushily, and in the most subdued tone possible addressed Patricia.，Maurice sank weakly down against a tree trunk, and groaned.，The counsel for the defense objected to the use of the word crime. Nothing, he submitted, had yet been proved.“Feather-in-the-Wind is watching Boss Bob,” he said quietly. “Greasers in show last night make big talk. Swear much. They hurt you because you help me. When you go out I follow. Now I go home with you.”

The old gentleman spoke with sternness, and held his eyes fastened upon his son, who cried: "Oh sir, I am not such a fool as to run any risks with this stroke of fortune.",“Gosh! My throat feels like I’d been garglin’ with a bumble bee,” he exclaimed. Greatly refreshed, he did full justice to the difficult roles of combined driver and audience. Jethro, delighted with the new game, tore madly round the yard, barking shrilly and demanding more speed. But Job, running sadly corner-wise, was destined from the start for a losing race.,“This,” said Betty, showing the picture of a robin, “is a wormivorious bird.” Henry, the rooster, from his vantage point on a beam crowed lustily, but Betty ignored his remark.,"Go, Paul!" she says, with vehement entreaty, the word passing her lips involuntarily.,Miss Mona looks puzzled.,"Well," said Kŭt-o-yĭs´, "you may go and breed more bears.",CHAPTER XX.,So hummed old Harry as he stirred the potatoes and wet his vocal chords, occasionally, from the jug at his feet.,“No need to bother about the Greasers in camp. They won’t make any trouble.” It was the first word spoken by their captive.,And chace the forms of future ill!,To travel here and there, from city to city and village to village, with Mona, would be a far happier arrangement. But underlying all else is a longing that the wife whom he adores and the mother whom he loves should be good friends.,He is delighted with her ready response, her gayety, her sweetness, her freshness; was there ever so fair a face? Every one in the room by this time is asking who is the duke's partner, and Lady Chetwoode is beset with queries. All the women, except a very few, are consumed with jealousy; all the men are devoured with envy of the duke. Beyond all doubt the pretty Irish bride is the rage of the hour..