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Oryx HIMARS The six strokes had not long resounded from the belfry when there came "About that, sir. I lighted it just after dinner, while you and the major were over your wine, so to speak, sir.",“This is Jerry King, Bob,” said Whitney. “Another member of my corps. Shake hands with Bob Hazard, Jerry. We will all be together this summer.”,After a few airy nothings of salutation and the like had been exchanged and all were seated, Captain Acton said: "Lucy, I am now to introduce Mr Lawrence to you in a new character; he is the captain of the Minorca.","And do you see this here object that I'm holdin' up afore your dotin' father's eyes?","Wait a minute, please, Molly," said the doctor in a voice he always uses when he's punishing Billy and me. "Bill came to apologise to you for being rude to your—your guest. He told me all about it, and I think he's sorry. Tell Mrs. Carter you are sorry, son." When that man speaks to me as if I were just any old body else, I hate him so it is a wonder I don't show it more than I do. But there was nothing to say, and I looked at Billy, and Billy looked at me.，"What!" cried Jen, interrupting sharply. "Did Dr. Etwald know about it also?"，“Yes, there goes a steamer to the east, and a beautiful boat lies right near here, and far out there is sail after sail.”，"Go ahead, if you can do it," said a masculine voice at her elbow. "The Academy won't object, I'm sure."Billy whistled. "But fifty sticks, Maurice! It's almost more'n she'll need, don't you think?"

The old lodges of the Piegans were made of buffalo skin and were painted with pictures of different kinds—birds, or animals, or trees, or mountains. It is believed that in most cases the first painter of any lodge was taught how he should paint it in a dream, but this was not always the case.,"I will tell him," says Mona.,“Yes, indeed; I thank you very much. And I want you to have a half moon today.”,"His game you mean.",The cheerful clatter of knives and forks against Mrs. Wopp’s best blue willow plates was a gentle accompaniment to the ripple of laughing apology that Nell offered to the victim. Any constraint that might have been felt hitherto among the circle, decreased perceptibly as the rancher wiped the sweet syrupy drops from his face.,One thing was sure. After what he had seen he could no longer pretend even to himself that Jerry was not mixed up somehow in what certainly seemed to be a disgraceful business. He could put no other explanation on it. Although it was hard to think that the boy who had shared the adventure of the Labyrinth with him could be guilty of anything really wrong, he realized the time had come when he could not let anything but facts sway him. Jerry was on the other side without a doubt. Most probably he was the connecting link between the cattlemen who wished to stir up trouble for the dam by means of the Mexicans, and the leaders of the Mexicans themselves.,An hour later, coming out of it again, feeling harassed and anxious, he finds Dorothy walking restlessly up and down the corridor outside, as though listening for some sound she pines to hear. Her pretty face, usually so bright and debonnaire, is pale and sad. Her lips are trembling.,"The name of the person who committed the murder.","I say no, Tom," the other returned, surlily. "It won't be safe there. Somebody'll be sure to find it.","If it's the owner's wish that this vessel shall be carried to another port, there she shall go; and so you have it. Now, go forward!" said Mr Lawrence, and he moved as though about to turn on his heel.,“Must be a big help to have Link around, isn’t it, Mr. Holman?” said Jerry.,"The loose train of thy amber-drooping hair.".