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id: 20533
title: Jill the Reckless
author: Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville)
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  "Mother is sure to like Jill when she sees her," he said. "Well, old thing," said Freddie, patting Derek encouragingly on the "I''m glad you think so," said Derek, "for I fell in love with Jill the "It''s rather awful," said Jill, "to think of Lady Underhill racing all "Oh, come along, Freddie," said Jill quietly. "I shouldn''t half mind popping over New York for a bit," said Freddie, "Miss Bryant is American, Uncle Chris," said Jill. "Jill," said Uncle Chris, choking, "you''re--you''re--you''re a little "If the note is from Derek," said Uncle Chris, "it''s not likely to "I''ve been looking for you all over New York," said Jill. "If you call him ''poor old Derek'' again, Freddie," said Wally "I like work," said Jill. "Don''t talk like that about Uncle Chris!" said Jill, her eyes "Jill, my dear," said Uncle Chris, "here is an old friend to see you!"


id: 6837
title: The Little Warrior
author: Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville)
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  "Mother is sure to like Jill when she sees her," he said. "Well, old thing," said Freddie, patting Derek encouragingly on the "I''m glad you think so," said Derek, "for I fell in love with Jill "It''s rather awful," said Jill, "to think of Lady Underhill racing And Freddie, moreover, was an old friend of Jill and the man who "Oh, come along, Freddie," said Jill quietly. "Miss Bryant is American, Uncle Chris," said Jill. "But, my dear old thing," said Freddie earnestly, "if you''ve got "Jill," said Uncle Chris, choking, "you''re--you''re--you''re a little "If the note is from Derek," said Uncle Chris, "it''s not likely to "If you call him ''poor old Derek'' again, Freddie," said Wally "I like work," said Jill. "Don''t talk like that about Uncle Chris!" said Jill, her eyes "Jill, my dear," said Uncle Chris, "here is an old friend to see


id: 12112
title: The Boy Scouts of the Eagle Patrol
author: Goldfrap, John Henry
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  "Well," remarked Rob Blake, as Jack Curtiss strode off, "I guess the "We think she is a pretty good little boat," modestly replied Rob, "I''m going to let her out a bit," said Rob suddenly; "look out for "Come on, Sam," shouted Jack, as the boys lugged the two dripping, get my boat back and beat Rob''s Flying Fish, and that hydroplane can do Beside Rob Merritt, Tubby and Andy, there were Hiram Nelson, a tall, Rob announced that the Flying Fish would be at the disposal of the boys Here come those three kids now," warned Sam, as Rob, Merritt "Rob, my boy, I''m goin'' crazy in my old age!" gasped the captain. "If that machine can fly as well as she looks," said Rob to Merritt, "For a time," said Rob quietly, "come ahead a bit, Merritt." "Jack Curtiss and Bill Bender are in her!" shouted Rob, "come on,


id: 10087
title: Old Lady Number 31
author: Forsslund, Louise
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  git yew inter the Old Men''s, an'' them extry tew cents''ll pervide fer me Old Men''s; an'' I''ll offer ter come an'' take keer o'' them air young ''uns arm and swung Abe''s figured old carpet-bag in her hand with the manner kitchen door of the Old Ladies'' Home even while Angy and Abe were Angy''s ears, or Brother Abe''s, or Blossy''s either, fer that matter, "Oh, hurry, Sister Angy and Brother Abe!" called Blossy. Abe, lemme bury him fer yew.'' Do yer all think I be a baby?" demanded "Ain''t yew a-goin'' ter shake hands?" inquired Abraham at last, wondering "Dew yew mean ter tell me, Abe Rose, that yew didn''t know that Aunt "Ter-morrer!" proclaimed Samuel; whereupon Abe looked a little dubious "Yew don''t drag me out o'' this station ter-night, Abe Rose. "But yer old beaver, Abe!" Angy protested. of Abe''s old eyes.


id: 47010
title: Dreamy Hollow: A Long Island Romance
author: Britton, Sumner Charles
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  Parkins'' last peep into Drury Villard''s eyes brought each mind into full My name is Villard, a very close friend of Mr. Parkins, and I have business matters requiring his presence at my "The man we took from under the big car is William Parkins," said he, "Life is a great experience," said Villard, his big open face radiating "Now we''ll make a call on Parkins," suggested Updyke, to which Villard "If Winifred will agree, we will be married to-night," said Villard, in The good man was lonesome in the big Villard home, and added to that, a said Updyke, as he grasped the welcoming hand of Drury Villard. same," said Winifred, looking gratefully up into the big man''s eyes. "I''ll turn them over to Updyke," said he to Winifred, as she looked on. Henry Updyke looked in on Winifred''s little home one day and


id: 42102
title: The Boy Scouts'' Mountain Camp
author: Goldfrap, John Henry
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  dashed by, Merritt saw the young leader of the Hampton Boy Scouts give a "And this," said the major, returning Rob''s salutation and turning to the As Rob walked away with Merritt, Tubby and Hiram, the lanky youth spoke Rob jumped out, accompanied by Merritt, leaving Tubby and Hiram in the "Crouch down here," said Tubby suddenly, as the men ahead of them came to This done, Major Dangerfield, Merritt and Rob set out in the Blake In the party were Rob, Merritt, young Hopkins, Hiram and little Andy "I''m a Boy Scout," rejoined Rob, and then, thinking it best not to relate "Boy Scout, eh?" said the man, eyeing him curiously, "um, ay, I''ve read revenue men put Rob and Jumbo ashore at the Boy Scouts'' camp. "Well, if that isn''t just like Tubby," said Rob; "what in the world is he


id: 59126
title: Faulkner''s Folly
author: Wells, Carolyn
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  "I don''t--know--" returned Joyce Stannard, her frightened eyes staring in terrible, gurgling sound, and a voice said, ''Help!'' I turned to Mrs. Faulkner to see if she had heard it, and she had, for her face looked pointing to Miss Vernon, said, ''Natalie, not Joyce.'' Could anything be "And yet--" Bobsy frowned, "you know both Miss Vernon and Mrs. Stannard "Probably true, but if he said that to Miss Vernon and Mrs. Stannard "Then Mrs. Stannard and Mr. Courtenay went into the Billiard Room?" Vernon saw her, looking at the jewels, Mrs. Stannard thought better to "You see," began Roberts, looking at Mrs. Faulkner and Barry Stannard, "Mrs. Stannard?" she said, as Joyce rose and held out her hand. "How do you know he said, or tried to say, ''Neither Joyce nor Natalie''?" "Mr. Roberts is here," said Joyce, looking in at the door; "he wants to


id: 62198
title: Quest of Thig
author: Wells, Basil
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  Thig was shorter than the average Earthman--although on Ortha he "Thig will be this creature!" announced Torp. Service for the Horde was all that the men of Ortha knew. brain, but after the third suspension of life Thig removed his helmet. For the moment he had been Lewis Terry and not Thig! "Home again," whispered Ellen as she stood beside Thig twelve weeks "You have done well," announced Torp when Thig had completed his report "Let us get back to Ortha at once, then," gritted out Thig savagely. "Check the blood of Thig for disease, Kam," ordered Torp shortly. The Hordes of Ortha must find some other world, an Before Thig''s eyes half of his comrade''s body sloughed away into foul Even Torp, thought Thig ruefully, gave way to the primitive rage of his Thig, just returned from a survey of the planet, went mad and He was no longer Thig, a creature of a Horde''s


