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One would throw another's hat out of the window, and both would go out to get it, and neither could be seen again.
Whenever the wheels sank farther than usual into a rut, or jolted suddenly over a stone, she bounded involuntarily into the air, came down again, pushed back her funny little straw hat, and picked up or settled more firmly a small pink sun shade, which seemed to be her chief responsibility, --unless we except a bead purse, into which she looked whenever the condition of the roads would permit, finding great apparent satisfaction in that its precious contents neither disappeared nor grew less.
He moved at once, his hat still in his hand, to the door of his father's room, opened it, and entered.
Athos was standing before the door, enveloped in his cloak, with his hat pulled down over his eyes.
In answer to a curt but civil summons, the door opened inwards and there shambled into the room a shapeless little figure, which seemed to find its own hat and umbrella as unmanageable as a mass of luggage.
and what a delightful litter their ribbons and laces, and gloves and hats, and parasols and 'kerchiefs make
He took the hat and examined it carefully, returning it afterward to the Wizard.
Hilda was back in a few moments wearing a long gray squirrel coat and a broad fur hat.
she asked, lingering as if to tie her hat more firmly.
He wore elegant boots with black trousers strapped under them, a fancy waistcoat, a becoming blue coat, collars that were the never-ending gift of grisettes, one of Bandoni's hats, and a pair of dark-colored kid gloves.
It was not until the next Friday that Marilla heard the story of the flower-wreathed hat.
She changed the hats with Arnold, and went on, without the faintest suspicion that she was in the way.
And then three or four other hats, including the glossy castor of Joe Willis, the self-elected and would-be champion of the neighbourhood, a well-to-do young butcher of twenty-eight or thereabouts, and a great strapping fellow, with his full allowance of bluster.
Like washable beaver hats that improve with rain, his nerves were rendered stouter and more vigorous, by showers of tears, which, being tokens of weakness, and so far tacit admissions of his own power, please and exalted him.
My tatinek make me little hat with the skins, little hat for winter