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“Me?” the other boy echoed. “How? Shoot!”,"We-e-ll," she said, slowly revolving so as to see each hall in turn. "I'll take the one just ahead there. It hasn't any card on the door and all the others have.",The old woman gave him something to eat—a dish of bad food.,“Train? Is she going away?” The small girl’s face grew sorrowful.,"We found the window open when we came in," said Maurice. "Did you open it?",“By heck! Flash is all right.”,Major Jen listened quietly, and waited until Maurice ended his story before he spoke. The information about Mrs. Dallas and her reference to himself did not surprise him so much as Alymer expected it would do. In fact he only made one brief remark upon this point.,“Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.”,"He is a little difficult; but, on the whole, I think I like Sir Mark better than most men," says Violet, slowly.,“What yer whistlin’ so mournful like?” queried his mother, “makes me think of funerals an’ sich like; jist come in an’ help yer par with the stove-pipes, mebbe that’ll cheer you up.”,"It shall be as you say," replied the Wolf; "our new friend will be glad.","No," says Mona, shaking her head. "Not—not to-night. I shall soon.".