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"Oh, I must say that Willium does do somethin' worth while, once in a long while," returned her neighbor, grudgingly. "But Anson, now—",And confident to morrow.",“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,His boyish knowledge and imagination, equal to many pictures of danger for the girl, did not extend to her captors. He never stopped to consider, nor would he have understood if he had, the plight of the criminals. He knew that two had been captured, one of whom before that had carried off May Nell; but his small newspaper reading of “gangs” of counterfeiters had given him visions of dozens of desperate criminals, terrorizing communities, and equal to any bold crime. Now in his mind’s eye he could see men skulking in the brush, listening in rooms below, only waiting to pounce on May Nell the moment she smashed the window. Oh, yes, he must hurry—hurry!,"And warm, I'll bet.",CHAPTER VI THE LETTER,"I have wronged you," says Lady Rodney, in a low tone, covering her face with her hands.,"Oh, no ma'am. I gotta get right back home to Ma. She's not very well, an' she'll be needin' me.","Yes, but if he goes an' tells your Ma, what then?","Show Mr. Rodney in here, Bridget," says Mona unflinchingly, not looking at the distressed maid, or indeed at anything but the unobservant butter. And Bridget, with a sigh that strongly resembles the snort of a war-horse, ushers Mr. Rodney into the dairy.,“It’s a dark outlook here for the young gentleman,” said Carlstrom. “The horse’s wind is broken.”,First—no husband. That's out of the question! I'm not strong-minded enough to crank my own motor-car and study woman's suffrage. I like men, can't help it, and seem to need one for my own..