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Spice and Allspice are having a real good time opposite her bedroom fire, and, though perhaps inwardly astonished at their promotion from a distant kennel to the sleeping-apartment of their fair mistress, are far too well-bred to betray any vulgar exaltation at the fact.,Some one is coming quickly towards them. Rodney, dropping Mona's hand, looks hurriedly round, only to see Lady Rodney approaching.,“From the whole tree? Eight apples?”,"It isn't anything to kill for, Miss Pat," she rippled. "It's merely the Academy ball that takes place next week——","Did it, Billy, did it? And is my face turned towards it now, Billy?","Why did you steal the body?",Ferdinand in passing from the marquis met Hippolitus. He was pacing the gallery in much seeming agitation, but observing Ferdinand, he advanced to him. 'I am ill at heart,' said he, in a melancholy tone, 'assist me with your advice. We will step into this apartment, where we can converse without interruption.',LITTLE THUMBLING,"Tom said he'd think it over an' let him know. I guess he was pretty short with Scroggie, knowin' as he does that the woods an' land rightly belong to young Stanhope.","I'm not so sure that it makes a bit of difference," said Patricia carelessly. "I've heard of people miles apart having the same idea at the same time. Patents are always being duplicated, you know.","It shall be as you say," replied the Wolf; "our new friend will be glad.",“Thank you, sir,” the boy answered, “but I couldn’t sleep now. There’s too much excitement around!”.