Fruit Mania

Fruit Mania Frank’s heart beat proudly for a moment. The desire of his life was “You poor nut! You haven’t any sense anyway!”,Whistling soundlessly, Billy went up the path to the house. He peered carefully in through the screened door. The room was empty and so was the pantry beyond. Billy entered, tiptoed softly across to the pantry and filled his pockets with doughnuts from the big crock in the cupboard. Then he tip-toed softly out again.,"Sounds like you were prescribing for yourself," retorted Judith with a flash of intuition. "You look just as——",Elinor laughed helplessly. "I don't know what is the matter with my brain," she said in relieved contempt of her own confusion of mind. "Of course, it is ever so much easier. What a stupid I am not to see it for myself!","Put him into the Royal Navy," said the Admiral. "The King wants chips of old blocks like you."，Mrs. Keeler looked at her sagely. "Erie would never marry any man like Hinter," she asserted.，He thought the door had caught but he could not be sure. But soon he lost interest, for a new danger threatened him. It was one which he had failed to foresee when he had planned this means of escape.，"'7—4,'" murmurs she, absently, still staring intently at the wall."Loramighty!" Caleb sank weakly on a pile of horse-blankets, and gasped. "But, Billy, she's only twelve now, and you—you can't be much more'n fourteen at most."

"He didn't shoot, then!" cried the Admiral.,If he doubted her insanity at all his suspicion had no stiffer ground than the shallow sand on which reposed his hope[Pg 327] that she was acting. Throughout this passage he did not think to consider her as the child of a great actress. To him she had always been a gentle, sweet, undemonstrative girl, ingenuous in speech, kind, charitable, beloved by the poor, one whose pursuits were amiable and pure. She was nimble and poetical with her pencil. She sang pretty songs prettily. Her beauty informed with a colour of its own the melodies her fingers evoked from the keys or strings of the instruments she touched. He could not think of her as having the talents of an actress, or even the tastes of one. He had never heard of her taking a part in a performance above a charade. Nothing, therefore, but madness or an extraordinary dramatic genius which it was impossible for him to think of her as possessing, could create those parts which she had enacted before him in a manner so immoderately life-like, so absolutely in unison with what he himself could conceive of the behaviour of madness, that deep in his soul might be found the conviction that she had lost her reason, and that his passionate, unprincipled love was the cause of it.,"If Lucy and I should take the trip we should go in the Aurora," said Captain Acton.,Her coming is a thunderbolt, her speech lightning. Lady Rodney changes color, and is for once utterly disconcerted.,He drew her a little further among the pines and they peered out to see Croaker alight on the broken-backed ridge pole of the log hut.,"Well, I just guess it isn't any game," retorted Judith with a toss of her mane. "It's the most important thing in life to me," and she stalked off towards the door with great dignity.,Jeremias wagged his head. “I tell you, there’s something to a boy that has the head to plan like that.”,"Why, it's a mansion for sure!" exclaimed Miss Jinny, gazing with approval at the fine front of the tall, well-kept, brown-stone house. "I was so afraid you girls might be poked away in some stuffy street with never a tree or bit of sky to hearten you, but that park's most equal to the real country.","To accuse them upon insufficient evidence?",The next thing to decide was whether the time had come to tell Mr. Whitney what he had learned. This was easy. He did not have a complete case yet and would not until Ted came back with some sort of report.,"Yet I think Warden knows more than he cares to tell," says Mona, at a venture. Why, she herself hardly knows.,“Feather-in-the-Wind!” gasped Bob. “You back?”.