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“Hi!” said the youth in surprised tones

“Hi!” said the youth in surprised tones.

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“It’s all well enough for you fellows to pretend that you know what’s

going to happen when the quarter-back shouts a lot of numbers to you,” observed Amy, hugging his knees and exposing a startling view of crushed-raspberry socks, “but I’m too old a bird–no pun intended this time–to be caught “It’s all … Continue reading

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It dawned on Clint that the other was trying to mimic his pronunciation

of the word, and he felt resentful until a look at the boy’s face showed that he intended no impertinence It dawned on Clint that the other was trying to mimic his pronunciation of the word, and he felt resentful … Continue reading

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“Thank you! I was afraid I’d have to explain it for you in a

_foot_-note “Thank you! I was afraid I’d have to explain it for you in a _foot_-note.”

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“You spoke disrespectfully of the school, Dreer

“You spoke disrespectfully of the school, Dreer. I told you you mustn’t. I’m terribly fond of the dear old school and it hurts me to hear it maligned. And then there’s Durkin’s violin, Dreer. Perhaps you haven’t heard about that.”

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“Let’s go out there and see if we can find anything,” suggested Amy

“Let’s go out there and see if we can find anything,” suggested Amy.

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DREER LOOKS ON

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Unfortunately–or perhaps fortunately–Clint’s showing on this occasion

was accepted by Mr Unfortunately–or perhaps fortunately–Clint’s showing on this occasion was accepted by Mr. Simkins as a standard to which future performances were required to conform. “What has been done once may be done again, Thayer,” he would inform … Continue reading

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“P-probably a rat,” whispered Amy

“P-probably a rat,” whispered Amy.

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Gradually they had become separated from the other fellows, and now they

were alone in their grandeur watching the efforts of a youth of about twenty to start an automobile which stood in front of Thacher’s principal hotel, the Commercial House Gradually they had become separated from the other fellows, and now … Continue reading

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