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It's dead," said Pip. Here, sir," he called. It's not Yorj if it had anything to distinguish it from a hundred others—it hasn't; or as if the same strange types came here every day, whom one could watch from one's corner and recognize and more or less with a strong accent on the less get the hang of. It's tumbled over.

She was too far from the trolley line to hail a car, or to beckon to any passer-by who might be on the road. I'm sure he thinks them just as hideous as we do, but it's because of the frames," she said spitefully. I like it more than anything here. It's a dreary world.

A group means six or eight girls; several groups form what is called a band. The camellias were in bloom, white and crimson and pink and white striped with flashing leaves. She went first with a candle; the stairs rang to their climbing feet. I'm going to find mother.

Over the back of her mother's chair leaned Isabel. How absurd they looked! ifies large sum of money in near future.

And then as she lay down, there came the old thought, the cruel thought—ah, if only she had money of her own. Samuel Josephs, pouring out the milk and water, could not help smiling.

Linda leaned her cheek on her fingers and watched her mother. He prided himself very much upon his carving, upon making a first-class job of it. But no, there was always one who was impatient and hopped away as the other came up, and would not listen.

At least he had an awful cold but Queen Victoria—she's my godmother, you know—sent him a case of pineapples and that cured it im—mediately. Do you want me? We gather wild flowers, ferns, and grasses, and each girl re up about the particular thing she finds and passes the information along.

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Not that it was really ugly. Beryl Fairfield. But she had not liked the bull frightfully, so she had walked away back through the orchard, up the grassy slope, along the path by the lace-bark tree and so into the spread tangled garden. Pity me, simple Lizzie, Suffer me to come to thee.

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They weren't getting along very fast. It was warm in the kitchen. Pip let go of Snooker.

On these hikes we study woodcraft; that means we study the birds, their habits, and learn to know their songs and call-notes. You and I are the only ones in this house with a real feeling for food.

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Kezia bent down to have one more look at a blue lawn with blue arum lilies growing at the gate, and then at a yellow lawn with yellow lilies and a yellow fence. Morrow to come over and look at it. A little old stable in the first paddock had been turned into a fowl-house. How absurd life was—it was laughable, Womxn laughable.

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The girls listen with all their ears and we learn an awful lot. Her depression vanished, she felt happy again, but vaguely perhaps, scarcely comprehending that the buoyancy of youth and the joy of life were compensations that dulled the harrowing edge of grief. From all over the house came the sound of steps. The grey mare went very well; Burnell was impatient to be out of the town.

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By Jove, he wouldn't mind giving that chap up there a handful—but no, better not. When Linda shut the window the cold dew touched her finger tips. She put the crocks away with a sure, precise touch, moving leisurely and ample from the stove Nfw the dresser, looking into the pantry and the larder as though there were not an unfamiliar corner. Old Mrs.

It is just dramatizing serious things through play, so as to make us remember them as well as entertaining us. I am sure in these days, when girls are so shallow and artificial-looking, and have no higher thought than getting all the pleasure they can out of life, that it is something which is sadly needed.

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What should she do? Oh, Gwen, this is my friend, Mrs. Slowly she raised her quivering face and looked. As she poised over her nestlings she caught sight of the two figures under the tree. sighed drearily. Fairfield disappeared, and Linda lay in a rocking-chair, her arms above her head, rocking to and fro.