Dab Kinzer - A Story of a Growing Boy by William O. Stoddard
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will see you all, with others, after school is opened, next Monday."
They were politely shown out of the library, but they did not clearly comprehend the matter until they had drawn each a good long breath in the open air. "Dab," said Ford, "can't you see it?" "I'm beginning to. Seems to me we've been through the sharpest examination I ever heard of. I say, Frank, do you know any thing he didn't make you tell him?" "Nothing but Hindustanee and a little Teloogoo. Well, yes, I know a Karen hymn. He got all the rest, if I'm not mistaken." There was no doubt at all but what Dr. Brandegee had gained a correct view of the attainments of his new pupils. CHAPTER XXVIII. AN UNUSUAL AMOUNT OF INTRODUCTION. The front door of Dr. Brandegee's library had hardly closed behind that earliest flock of his autumn birds, before the door by which he had entered swung open, and a fine-looking, middle-aged matron stood in it, |
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