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"Why no, Mr. Maurice, I can't say as I did.","Oh, Miss Pat!" she cried in an ecstasy. "I've made good, and I can write to Bruce and tell him!",He takes little trouble about anything, certainly none to make himself popular, yet in all the countryside no man is so well beloved as he is. It is true that a kindly word here, or a smile in the right place, does more to make a man a social idol than substantial deeds of charity doled out by an unsympathetic hand. This may be unjust; it is certainly beyond dispute the fact.,"Is dere poison in de bag, white man?",“Aren’t you glad that you can see?” said Grandmother to the boys one day. “Don’t you thank God every day for your good eyes?”,"That's because it is the first real home you've known," said Elinor. "One always feels that way about a home.",Perhaps Miss Melling could fly through the air, but he couldn’t; and yet she seemed to think that he could come all the way over here without getting his shoes muddy! He would surely ask her today whether she could fly. She did not look so very light!,“Mr. Moseley says I am ready for my college exams, Dad. Tells me that he can’t take me along any further.”,"These ducks wouldn't keep till I get home," said Billy.,"Do you really think she killed him?" asked Lady Meg, her face growing pale with the intensity of her excitement.,"They put it into a cart and took it away.","She does.".