“In a perfect world, we snap our fingers and our problems go away,” colter says.
How often have Mr. colter and I told you that you were never to do it?
But fearful were those upon which colter was about to enter.
Nevertheless, Mr. colter should explain affairs to her more fully.
"We'll know after you've told us what it is," colter suggested.
Her father had not spoken to her since the day colter went away.
colter had trapped him into a half admission, but he did not intend to say any more.
"It's a plumb waste of money to take a newspaper when you're around, Steve," drawled colter, in amiable derision.
"I'll keep quiet if you haven't injured Jack in any way," colter amended.
How'll they take the colter addition to a party—he really looks all right, doesn't he?