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"Frightened! Oh gollies, I was so scared that I chattered my teeth loose. But honest Injun, Lou, I don't scare easy. I wouldn't like you to think that I'm a scare-cat about real things. I'm jest scared of ghosts, that's all.",She came back in a moment, triumphant.,Then his daughter mourned in sorrow. "Oh! Ah! Ni-nah-ah! Oh! Ah! Ni-nah-ah!"—Ah, my father, my father.,“Don’t you think it might help if I got my boss, Mr. Whitney, to come down and talk to him about it?”,But Bob would not be frightened. He realized that the time had come when there could be no more fighting under cover. Throwing his head up and looking Jerry in the eyes he said quietly,,"Gee whitticker!" gasped Billy, "you must been havin' an argument with a mule. Who give you that black eye an' split lip, Anse?",Oh!,Tellef and Johnny Blossom had been friends ever since that time long ago when they had had a fight and he had broken Tellef’s fishpole, and then had given him the two half-dollars he had got from Uncle Isaac. Never since had they been anything but the best of friends.,“You see, son, I’ll lose you again right after we get home.”,"What does all this mean?" asked Meg, quite surprised at Jen's excitement.,"No; I understand. You have explained the affair of the handkerchief clearly. All the points have been elucidated save that dealing with the perfume.","I can, however," said Jen, grimly. "Oh, it is just as I thought.".