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“Oh, well! See here. I’ll lend ye my blouse. Put it on and run down fer yer clo’es.”,“Keep your shirt on! Chief’s orders!” but he had to explain the whole matter before the man realized that he was not an anarchist. The foreman’s strength added to his was sufficient to give the water a clear outlet, and Bob saw with satisfaction that the body of water passing down the canal to the weakened spot was considerably less.,"It is, in fact, the real and original 'old, old story," says Geoffrey, innocently, smiling mildly at the leg of a distant table.,"Do not go, madam," said he, quietly. "I have something to show you.","Oh, my lady, if I must speak," cries the old man, "but it is terrible news to tell without a word of warning. Mr. Paul Rodney is dying: he shot himself half an hour ago, and is lying now at Rawson's Lodge in the beech wood.",The old women said, "At the Point of Rocks—on Sun River—there is a camp. There is a piskun there.","Oh, Bruce, the sycamore you painted is gone!" called Patricia, not turning. "Come and see!","But at the same time I must ask you to remember you are speaking of my wife.",Such is the moral of this little story—,"What is that, sir?" demanded Jen, in a calmer tone.,“Well, well! What’s done is done. I pity your stomachs, that’s all I can say.”,The two gentlemen released hands and continued their walk..