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Mypurewinl May, trip home to the wintry, misanthropic woods; even the barest, Return to contents,With a last wave of the hand, the boys started on their long hike.,"She looks swift even as she lies at rest," said Miss Acton.,"I think I shall have Allspice too," goes on Mona. "But say nothing. Lady Rodney, if she knew it, would not allow it for a moment. But Jenkins" (the old butler) "has promised to manage it all for me, and to smuggle my dear dogs up to my room without any one being in the least the wiser.",The "poor Maloney" has done it. She forgives him; perhaps because—sweet soul—harshness is always far from her.，"Partly, Miss Dallas, and partly to see you; also this gentleman."，"You have a neighbor named Stanhope, my predecessor, I understand," he said slowly.，"He won't go into the stable to-night," says Mona, comfortably.With a start and plunge the surprised horses, now thoroughly indignant, set off at a gallop.

“Well, now! Perhaps that would be pleasant,” said Jeremias the wood-cutter. “It is handsome of you to invite me.”,"I've got to pack tonight, young lady," Bruce reminded her. "I'm not so fortunate as to be coming to Greycroft, you'll remember. It takes longer to get to Chicago than to Rockham.",“Now Moses,” she called at the end of the third verse, “git the water for the rinsin’.” The clanking lessened and slowly died down to a complaining rumble. It might have been some monster suffering from indigestion.,Some liberty has been taken with the original text, chiefly to eliminate circumstances or incidents which would not be clear to child readers in a different environment; but I have taken pains to keep the translation faithful to the original in spirit and expression, appreciating that in these lies much of the wholesome power of the book.,“Say, fellows, business now, and no questions asked. There’s a hitch on the stage. Storm, wrap that cloak round you—don’t wait for fixings—and get to your place in the wings, quick! When I say ‘Go,’ take Rain’s hand, crouch low, run to the centre, and between you yank that snow tank off the stage. Sabe?”,"Have you seen a letter folded in four lying in the road?" shouted Mr Lawrence.,“That was awfully well done, Johnny Blossom! Only twelve minutes.”,“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?”,"The very thing, Miss Pat," she agreed radiantly. "I'll look up the number for you.","No; I understand. You have explained the affair of the handkerchief clearly. All the points have been elucidated save that dealing with the perfume.",Croaker shooked his head and hopped to the ground. He had grown tired of having Billy put that question to him. With many throaty and indignant mutterings he pigeontoed across the yard, not even deigning to glance back at the laughing man and boy.,Jen rose to leave the room, more wounded than he chose to confess..