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When at last the jolting cars stopped, they found a car waiting, into which the three piled. Once under way, Bob asked Mr. Whitney, “Doesn’t the railroad go into the camp? It seems to me it must be pretty heavy hauling all the big machinery from here across the desert.”,"My dear young lady," he remonstrated, "why distress yourself with recollections of these things?",Hardly were the words out of his mouth before the boat and its occupants were plunged into the gloom of the cavern.,Billy's face cracked into a grin which he was careful to turn from his step-brother. "How'd you like to do all the firin' an' get all the reward, Anse?" he suggested. "I've got a milk-snake here that I want'a get put safe away in the root-house afore Ma takes in the lantern. Maurice'll come along an' help me stow him away.",“Fool Greaser! Go all way up hill only to throw people off track. I know where he make for. Come!”,"Oh, I don't know," replied Patricia easily. "She's kind, anyway. I think if she were thin, people wouldn't find her half bad. Fat people never seem quite as human as the rest of us.","To tell you the truth, my dear major, and I assure you that the truth will surprise you not a little.",Patricia started and looked up with a sunny smile.,"Nor I, till I see you," says Geoffrey, earnestly, actually believing what he says himself.,"Thanks. I shall try to believe you, though your mirth is somewhat out of place, and has a tendency towards heartlessness." (He is laughing too.) "Yet there have been instances," goes on Mr. Rodney, still smiling, while watching her intently, "when maiden aunts have taken a fancy to third sons, and have died leaving them lots of tin.","How could I help laughing," says Mona. "Mr. Darling has just expressed surprise at the fact that the Irish peasantry do not as a rule possess watches." Then suddenly her whole face changes from gayety to extreme sorrow. "Alas! poor souls!" she says, mournfully, "they don't, as a rule, have even meat!","We can ring if Bruce has no other key," said Elinor hastily. "She'll surely let us in.".