Hush—hush—child—my God—you hurt me—shame me—you know not what you say.
Hush—hush,” said Mr. Gleason, sternly, “you disturb her last moments.
"Hush hush miss" said Marshland soothingly and picking up the telegram she too read the fatel words.
"Hush—hush," interrupted Gay with mock solemnity and placing his finger on her lips.
“Hush—hush,” warned Berry, plunging after him; “here's old Fox,” which brought both boys up breathless in the middle of the floor.