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TofTurf White Steed of the Prairies; a magnificent milk-white charger, "Why don't you do something?" cried Patricia again. "Why don't you tell him? Griffin, it wasn't true—that she copied it! You know she'd not do a thing like that!",It was Mrs. Wopp’s voice. From her remarks one would gather that the rarest perfumes wafted on the winds invoked by Solomon could never seem so sweet to Woppian nostrils as the mingled odor of hay and freshly dug carrots.,I don't know how I managed to answer Mrs. Johnson's call from my front gate, but I sometimes think that women have a torture-proof clause in their constitutions.,“Good-by.” He bowed, his little naked heels put together in most formal manner.,She paused with a bright, friendly glance on the upturned faces.，"I do not know where he lives," answered the badger. "I never travel very far. Over there in the timber is the wolverene. He is always travelling about, and knows many things. Perhaps he can tell you."，“Do you need it right away?” Billy stood his wheel against the steps and flung his books on the porch table.，Billy grinned. He had caught the gasp at the end of the speaker's words; now he knew where lay the stranger's weak spot—his wind!"There will be a post-mortem, of course," said Etwald, carelessly.

"You have spoiled your gown on my account," says Geoffrey, surveying her remorsefully; "and such a pretty gown, too. I don't think I ever saw you looking sweeter than you look to-day. And now your dress is ruined, and it is all my fault!",At this moment, Geoffrey—who has been absent—saunters into the room, and, after a careless glance around, says, lightly, as if missing something,—,To further impress the unsophisticated guest, a Latin Grammar was exhumed from a pile of books, and totally careless of how Moses was smarting under such an exhibition of scholarship, Clarence recited loudly “Amo, amas, amat.”,"Yes," said Jen to himself that night, as he retired to bed, "to-day I have learned sufficient to implicate Etwald; to-morrow I shall be able to convict him. Dido must confess or go to prison.","If you people don't want to miss the first act, we'll have to be toddling," he said. "It's about five minutes after two.","Desolation!" he murmured, "desolation! the natural home of ignorance.",Anson chuckled, "Well, you ain't goin' to get no chance to do any funny stunts this afternoon," he promised. "I'm here to keep an eye on you.","I agree with you!" remarked the major, sharply. "A man might make a jest of these horrors--as you are doing.","What are you going to do?" asked Stanhope.,Up the gangplank she walked, entirely alone, and looking around with a radiantly happy face.,"That's the part that makes up for all the soil and smudge, Ju darling," said Elinor softly. "Paint and charcoal and clay are dirty things, but when they're wielded with the force of an Ideal, they can illuminate the world.","Where did you find it?" he asked, pointing a trembling finger at the terrible piece of evidence..