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Page 100 - ... Armstrong smiled and nodded his head, but something in his face or manner seemed to give a change to the boy's thoughts, for, after eyeing him intently, he said to Constance, — "Oin't youse goin
Page 42 - ... she asked of her guide as they descended the stairs, more because she was conscious that he was eying her with steady scrutiny than for any other reason. " I suppose the life is closer to that of the wild beast than anything we have in so-called civilization. Even a criminal has his pals, but, like the forest animal, every one — even his own kind — is an enemy to the street waif." " It must be terrible to suspect and fear even kindness," sighed the girl, with a slight shudder.
Page 51 - Constance entered the ward, and made her way to the waif's bedside. " Good-morning," she said to Dr. Armstrong, who stood beside the next patient. " How is our invalid doing?" " Good-morning," responded the doctor, taking the hand she held out. " I think" Wese takin' life dead easy, dat's wot we is," came the prompt interruption from the pillow, in a voice at once youthful yet worn. " Say, dis oin't no leadpipe cinch, oh, no!
Page 53 - Durant," said the doctor, as he took the bill the girl held out to him, and, let it be confessed, the fingers that held it. " I can regret nothing. Miss Durant, which gave me an opportunity to serve you." The speaker put an emphasis on the last word, and eyed Miss Durant in a way that led her to hastily withdraw her fingers, and turn away from his unconcealed admiration. It was to find the keen eyes of the urchin observing them with the closest attention, and as ehe realized it she colored, half...
Page 88 - Because there are many others studying the disease who are free from the necessity of supporting themselves, and so can give far more time and money to the investigation than is possible for me. Even the scientist must be rich in these days, Miss Durant, if he is to win the great prizes." " Won't you tell me something about yourself?" requested Constance, impulsively. " There really is nothing worth while yet. I was left an orphan young, in the care of an uncle who was able to do no better for me...
Page 15 - ... of the two horses, just as the footman drew out from under their feet into the cleared space something which looked like a bundle of rags and newspapers. Thinking of nothing save that limp little body. Miss Durant sprang out, and kneeling beside it, lifted the head gently into her lap, and smoothed back from the pallid face the unkempt hair.
Page 4 - Mrs. Ferguson rose and began the adjustment of her wrap, while saying, " It seems to me there is but one thing for you to do, Anne.
Page 61 - Spoil, or Young Sleuth's Double Artifice,'" she read out, proudly. "Ah, g'way! Dat oin't no good. Say, dey didn't do a ting to youse, did, dey?" " What do you mean ?" • • " Dey sold* youse fresh, dat's wot dey did. De Young Sleut books oin't no good. Deyse nuttin
Page 29 - What doesn't go?" bewilderedly questioned Miss Durant. " Wotcher tink youse up against? Suttin' easy ? Well, I guess not ! Youse don't get youse pickers in me pocket on dat racket." " She ain't goin' to take none of your money !" explained the policeman, indignantly. " Can't you tell a real lady when you see her?"