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"What is it?" asked the major, pausing at the door.,“I’m afraid you’re right, Ted,” said Bob. “But I sure hate to think it.”,"Well, of all people in the world!" she cried delightedly to the newcomers. "Where did you come from? Why aren't you in Paris? And where's Mr. Bingham?","No, sir. If we took a fortnight to fit the clipper for sea, we should overhaul the Minorca or be ahead of her long before she heaves her port into sight.",“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,"It must be Tom Hughes' birthday," said Elinor. "But whose ever it is, we are going to celebrate, since we're invited. I'll write 'immejit,' as Hannah Ann says.","Swim it, same's I did," Billy called back.,Just to lie here and think!,Which we are never weary of admiring;,"We didn't have one till this winter," she said cheerfully. "So I guess we appreciate him for all he's worth.",Whenever these lines come to me I think of Mona.,“This is delightful weather,” said Johnny Blossom, although just then another wild gust of wind made Jeremias’s little house shake violently..