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“Go and wash up and come down quickly,” urged Bob’s new boss. “It’s almost sunset, and I don’t want you to miss it! I’ll wait for you here on the porch.”,The inexorable portrait on the wall seemed to gaze down on the recalcitrant youth with disapproval.,“Come, John, don’t lie there and screech in that fashion.”,"Kin any boy in this here class tell me why Christ walked on the sea of Galilee?" he now asked.,Mother hugged him to her and kissed him. “But that was a horrible present, John,” she said, pointing to the whistle.,Bob continued to waste a few precious seconds in a vain endeavor to move his friend Billy, but kept his eye on the returning bucket. It came almost to Billy’s shed and then, in response to a sharp jerk on a lever, it dropped into the mixing shed of the concrete plant.,To this Mr. Johnston made no audible reply. He simply nodded, waiting with suspended fork, for his narrator to resume.,“I came up after that job we were talking about the other day.”,"Hear me," he says, passionately: "if I am worsted in this fight—and I see no ray of hope anywhere—I am a ruined man. I shall then have literally only five hundred a year that I can call my own. No home; no title. And such an income as that, to people bred as you and I have been, means simply penury. All must be at an end between us, Dorothy. We must try to forget that we have ever been more than ordinary friends.",“How in the name of orl the aporstles did that hen git in there?” questioned Mrs. Wopp.,The negress laughed with scornful doubt.,Ten thousand little loves and graces spring.".