The Four Horsemen series by Sarah Bailey

The Four Horsemen series by Sarah Bailey He devoured Frank’s dinner with such eagerness that Kate began to wonder "What else did they say, Nolly?" asks Dorothy, in a wheedling tone.,"Why?" asked Jen, with military brevity.,Maurice sat down weakly on a block and wiped his face on his sleeve.,"All hunky?" a voice whispered in his ear.,“Pretty; and Charley will be Douglas, and—”，"On that night?" asked Jen, eagerly.，"You can learn that only from the woman herself."，CHAPTER II GETTING ACQUAINTEDHere farms, hemmed in by rude rail-fences, looked up from valley and hillside. Occasionally a house of greater pretensions than its fellows, and built of unplaned lumber, gleamed in the morning sunlight in gay contrast to the dun-colored log ones. But the eternal forest, the primitive offering of earth's first substance, obtruded even here, and the rider's face set in a frown as he surveyed the vista before him.

"Battersea!" repeated the doctor, and for the first time he frowned.,He smiled now as he noted Billy's quick look of apprehension.,“I’ve never worked,” May Nell said reminiscently; “but there’s one hard thing I’ve done—I’ve kept very still when mama has her headaches.”,She gazed into his radiant face with serious eyes. "But Frank," she whispered, "it may be cold and dismal next week, I—I always thought that I should like our wedding to be—-",“I like it very much just as it is,” replied Uncle Isaac.,Just then mischief took possession of Harry Potter. He dropped a paper parcel behind Vilette, and a little green snake wriggled out and ran under the table. Vilette only grinned, but May Nell saw it, screamed and grew white.,"What's she a-doing' of here?" enquired Pledge, pulling away his plate heavy with meat and fat.,"Your name's Scroggie, ain't it?" Billy asked.,"It is not improbable," rejoined Etwald, in measured tones. "I am one of those people, Mr. Alymer, who can, by strength of will and power of character, obtain power over anyone I wish.","What are you going to do with that lovely old shawl she brought you, Elinor?" she asked, tossing the end of her long braid over her shoulder and yawning luxuriantly. "I'd like to make a party dress of that heavenly silk cloak I got, but it seems like cutting up one's own grandmother.",In the taxicab she unfolded the plans for the week that Miss Jinny had promised them, dwelling on each detail with all the ardor of her enthusiastic nature.,Since becoming an aide to the Chief, Bob had not entirely given up his unofficial inspection trips. The dam and all the operations that were the building of it still fascinated him and his spare time was given to roaming over the job. So good an observer was he, that time after time he surprised Mr. Whitney with his knowledge of some obscure detail of the work..