He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. " Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. ” He struck a note, and Anna responded. “What ought you to do?” He began to produce his knowledge of the world for her benefit, jerkily and allusively, and with a strong, rank flavor of “savoir faire. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. "He is," returned Quilt, significantly.
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