[Trumps by George William Curtis]@TWC D-Link bookTrumps CHAPTER XI 10/14
They seemed to light it up.
The rapid talk bubbled like music. "Hoop and book--book and hoop! Oh yes.
Good boy, very good boy," said Abel, laughing.
"I should think it was a portrait of the young Dr. Peewee--the wee Peewee, Miss Hope," said the audacious youth, sliding, as it were, unconsciously and naturally into greater familiarity.
"Ah! I know you know all his sermons by heart, for you never look away from him. What on earth are they all about ?" What a contrast to Gabriel's awkward silence of the moment before! Such a handsome face! such a musical voice! In the midst of it all Hiram was heard remonstrating outside: "Don't, Sir, don't! You'll--you'll--something will happen, Sir." There was a moment's scuffling and trampling, and Christopher Burt, restrained by Hiram, burst into the room.
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