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"That will be giving the Minorca long odds, won't it?" said Captain Acton.,"No, sir.",“Never mind yer notes, Ebenezer, jist you sarve the pork.”,"Well, but, after all, one can't be much of a friend if one can't sacrifice one's self sometimes for those one loves," says Mrs. Geoffrey, reproachfully. "You would have done it yourself in my place!",“Why doesn’t the Gang come, mamma?” he asked, returning the kiss he knew was one ahead for his natal day.,David was taken aback by this strange speaking.,"And a very good thing, too," puts in Jack, tolerantly: "it won't last, you know, so he may as well have it strong while he is about it.",The intense desert sun, however, woke them early to the realization of their weary muscles. Bob was up first and disturbed Jerry’s slumbers by a sudden peal of laughter.,The girls swept a puzzled glance around the room, but could discern no familiar face among the gay groups at the many little tables. David, however, gave an exclamation, and half rose in his chair.,“It was just that stupid Tellef Olsen. He bragged so much about being the strongest of all the boys”—,“Tom,” said Ned quickly. “He planned it and we did the work.”,Patricia followed her into the big, clay-soiled, dusty room, clutching her new smooth wooden tools with nervous fingers..