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The obstinacy and marvelous composure of the young man were not without their due effect on Major Jen. He drew back, and after a few moments' consideration, he spoke in all seriousness.,“Do you like to work?” His tone was insistent; and he lifted his head and looked hard at her, as if to challenge the tiniest bit of insincerity that might be lurking back of the words. “Like to work?” he repeated with added emphasis.,"You are sure of that?" demanded Jen, anxiously.,"What can I do for you?" she asks, gently.,"Her feet beneath her petticoat,"Yes?" queried Jen, eagerly. "I am open to correction. Please go on.",Bob dug in the blades of his oars with all the force he could muster. The boat lost a little headway but the effort came too late. The current had them in its grasp. A quick rush in the blinding spray and the boys found themselves in the icy water. Bob, however, had kept hold of one of the oars of the overturned boat and he thanked his stars that Jerry had had the foresight to tie it to the oarlock.,He met Tellef’s littlest sister on the street.,“Let’s all go to the parlor, Mar, and hev some music. It isn’t every evenin’ we hev company,” said Mr. Wopp.,Comes forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray",Without malice, or temper, the same,,"No, sir, not till to-day. I don't know what it all means, sir, but I'm sure I know how Dido got into the room.".