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"Naw, why should there be? That's what you're supposed to do, if you get the chance—shoot 'em, an' get the reward.","Yes, sir," answered Paul, who was not sailor enough to say, "Ay, ay, sir," which should have been his speech.,Betty gazed shyly at her inquisitor. Her brown eyes sparkled with the adventure of meeting a real live piannerist, as she called him. Dinner was over and Mr. Zalhambra stood before the fire in the drawing-room grate. Stooping to warm his large white hands over the flame, his hypnotic eyes reflected strangely the glow of the fire. He watched Nell Gordon as she sat stroking the flowing fair tresses of Betty.,With the utmost caution, the boy laid the burning stick down on the faintly red ashes of the threads and arranged other sticks on it. Then, gently, he breathed over it and the little flame grew and multiplied. Soon it was going briskly, but it was not till then that the load of fear dropped from Bob’s shoulders.,Alas! how soon will fall upon him that eternal sleep from which no man waketh!,Steve Whitney filled his pipe and then began a description of what is perhaps the most important thing the Government has ever done for the West.,Judith flew back to his side, pushing Patricia ahead to Elinor.,"Phew! teacher, some pull, that! Must'a been half an hour beatin' up from Levee.","So far nothing's hove into sight, sir," said Mr Eagle.,That's just what I mean—love boiled down and sugared over is apt to get an explosive flavour, and one had better be careful with that kind if one is timid; which I'm not. As I said, also, I am ready for a little more of life, so I read on without fear. And, to be fair, Alfred had well boiled his own last paragraph. It snapped; and I jumped and gasped. I almost thought I didn't quite like it, and was going to read it over again to see, when I saw a procession coming over from Dr. John's, and I laid the bombshell down on the bench.,"Sh-h-h! Sh-h-h!" replied the girl in a whisper, looking about her very much frightened, for her bull husband was sleeping close by. "Do not speak so loud. Go back and tell him to wait.",“I’m mighty glad of that,” said Whitney. “But go on; I won’t interrupt any more.”.