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callbreak superstar Mrs. Tracy turned round with a startled air. "Bill, watch out!" warned Maurice. "There's a big womper coiled on that lily-root. You're makin' right fer it.","I think the days are lengthening," says Violet, quietly, defending Mona unconsciously, and almost without knowing why. Yet in her heart—against her will as it were—she is making room for this Irish girl, who, with her great appealing eyes and tender ways, is not to be resisted.,"Is it broke bad, Maurice?" she asked anxiously.,"Maurice is not here. Come, Miss Dallas, let me take you back to your mother.",But there was something wrong in the air. The very calm itself seemed unhealthy, and Bob was glad when nighttime came. He noticed that Mr. Taylor had again put on the extra force of watchmen, as he had planned, all of whom were Americans. This had been done quietly and passed without comment from the Mexicans.，“Yes, but sit there alone while we row away?” said Olaf.，That afternoon Johnny Blossom sat crouched on the stone steps leading to the road. The fishing rod lay beside him, but he did not feel like going fishing. He sat with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands, thinking of Uncle Isaac. It might easily be that just now, this minute, Uncle Isaac stood outside that great golden gate—the gate that leads into Paradise—and knocked on it. To think that God can hear a man’s little knock. Why, that gate is surely as big as—yes, as the tallest pine tree over there, and all of gleaming gold; and God looks and throws the gate wide open of course, for he sees it is Uncle Isaac. And so Uncle Isaac goes into the Kingdom of Heaven.，"There oughtn't to be any for you," said Margaret Howes, impulsively laying her hand on Elinor's. "There isn't anything coming to you but plain every-day satisfaction in getting your rights."Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy.

Bob had the good sense not to gloat openly over Jerry’s discomfiture.,"She is decidedly good to look at, at all events," says Nicholas, shifting ground. "Don't you think so, Violet?",“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home.,“Oh, well, I am not the worst. I’m not one of the best either, but I’m not the worst, really.”,His joys shall dance in ev'ry eye,,“Didn’t know you had a family, Mr. Newman.”,Another pause, longer than the last.,"Oh, I wouldn't put it that way," cried Judith, scandalized. "I'd just sort of hint around gently. Maybe they dug it up long ago.",A thrill of alarm gripped Billy's heart-strings. Where had Croaker disappeared to? What if old Scroggie's ghost had grabbed him and cast over him the cloak of invisibility? Then in all likelihood he would be the next to feel that damp, clutching shroud.,“See here!” he said to her; “here is a Christmas present for Tellef; but just as surely as you meddle the least bit with the paper, I’ll send a snowball right through your head. So now you know what to expect.”,"If they are not British, sir," said the Admiral, after a prolonged squint through the glass, "I'll swallow my cocked hat when I get ashore.",“P’r’aps—p’r’aps it goes through a cave,” suggested Bob. “I’ve read about underground rivers, haven’t you?”.