... Waldo was distressed... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...You must come home with me, Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...“You’ll have many a harder thing than that though, before you’ve gone through life,” he added consolingly, as Waldo picked himself up...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... It was now evident to Tant Sannie that Waldo had been in her loft and eaten her peaches...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “I’m very sorry, exceedingly sorry, Waldo, my lad, that you should have acted in this manner...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Good evening, Waldo, my boy,” said Bonaparte Blenkins in a mild voice, not venturing more than his nose within the door...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... He had cleared the plate of the last morsel, when Waldo rose and walked to the door...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “It was such a little whip, Waldo,” said Bonaparte, following him deprecatingly...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo looked at him...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Yes,” said Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... She tripped off again, and Waldo carved on at his post...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...He removed the saddle and Waldo led the animal away to the dam...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... And Waldo waited till the moving speck had disappeared on the horizon; then he stooped and kissed passionately a hoof-mark in the sand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...When he came in she said, ‘Good evening, Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Gregory was barely in time with his letter, for Waldo was starting when he reached the homestead, and Em was on the doorstep to see him off...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Look at this little chin of mine, Waldo, with the dimple in it...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... In the dining room Em worked at her machine, and Gregory sat close beside her, his great blue eyes turned to the window where Lyndall leaned out talking to Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo looked round; she sat drawn into the corner, her blue cloud wound tightly about her, and she still watched the horses’ feet...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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