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Here Geoffrey comes forward quietly, and lifts his hat to her with all the air of a man who is doing homage to a princess. It has occurred to him that perhaps this peerless being in the cotton gown will feel some natural chagrin on being discovered by one of the other sex with her sleeves tucked up. But in this instance his knowledge of human nature receives a severe shock.,Thus interrogated, the boy who had caught but one fleeting word of the sentence, reddened, and shuffling his feet, said he’d “often rode a wild cayuse.”,"Meanin' outsiders?" questioned Keeler.,“But the umbrella,” said Johnny.,“Mind? What do you mean by that? Anyway, you can’t prove it.”,“Well, well! You do know how to make things!” said Jeremias admiringly.,"Glad you like it," said Billy.,"I see," exclaimed Mr Fellowes. "But are you sure of the situation of the chase?",Billy sighed his relief. "Gee, but it's lucky you did," he cried. "That's the very thing Trigger Finger Tim would'a done, ain't it, Maurice?","Why, yes, now that you remind me, I recollect.",“Oh, Mother! Mother!” screamed Johnny in terror.,Jen shrugged his shoulders..