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"Was it the Rubens hat with the long brown feather?" asks Violet, sweetly, turning to Mona, as though compelled by some unknown force to say anything that shall restore the girl to evenness of mind once more.,“Not many of us would, Mrs. Wopp,” remarked Mrs. Bliggins, a small fair woman with a round placid countenance. “What with cookin’, an’ washin’, an’ cleanin’, an’ buttermakin’, an’ hundreds of other things, there’s not much time for fancy work.”,The simple query confounds him more than might a more elaborate one put by a clever worldling. Why indeed?,"At Deanminster?",“Easy, mates. Kids, belay there, till we launch her!” This to the gaping youngsters always in the way.,"Walter Watland, sir," panted Fatty, glimpsing the light in the nick of time.,Patricia cuddled down in the pillows again, with a chuckle.,"Whew!" he whistled, "an' all gold, too. The three pieces that Croaker took make the even three thousand.","She was fearfully angry and warned me that if I said a word about the theft of the devil-stick I would be in danger of hanging my own mother.",During the day or two that remained before Bob’s departure, Mr. Hazard was shown the dam and all the things that made up its building. Bob was busy saying good-bye to all the friends he had made.,Mr. Spicer and Mrs. Shelly came in almost at the same time, and Miss Jinny's delicious tea and nut-cakes were served with great gayety and lively chatter. The Haldens, having come from a two-days vacation at Rockham, were full of neighborhood gossip and gave very circumstantial accounts of Greycroft, Hannah Ann and Henry.,Indeed Johnny Blossom wanted to! He had hung over the fence day after day, looking at the big boys, who played in their shirt sleeves and without caps, and looked so manly. And these boys were asking him to play with them! Of course they must ride, they were so very friendly to him. It made him feel quite grand, too, to be the one to decide whether they should ride or not..