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"Ma's got the light burnin' an' the strap waitin' fer her little boy," chaffed Billy as they put up the barn-yard bars.,"You are a prophet of evil, Etwald," said he. "First my poor Maurice, now Miss Dallas.",CHAPTER III,"I promise you," said Jen again. "Please go. Miss Dallas. There is no time to be lost, and you must not be found here.","Who is there?","But you know Mrs. Carson always wanted him to take his own name if he ever found it," said Elinor, closing her locker and dropping the key into her bag.,Harry wavered. "And if I be tellin' ye," he compromised, "ye'll be givin' a promise not to pass it along, thin? Wull ye now?",She is a very little girl, quite half a head shorter than Mona, and, now that one can see her more plainly as she stands on the hearthrug, something more than commonly pretty.,"You are pleased to say so, sir," replied the Princess, and there she stopped.,“Pull in to shore, Bob,” he said quickly. “We’d better take a look at what’s coming before we tackle it.”,"No doubt education, and a careful study of the animal in question, might betray much to us," says Lady Lilias. "We object to the uncovered hide of the pig, and to his small eyes; but can they not see as well as those of the fawn, or the delicate lapdog we fondle all day on our knees? It is unjust that one animal should be treated with less regard than another.",If he only hadn’t smashed Tellef’s fishing rod yesterday!.