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I had him out on the front steps for fifteen minutes, tryin' to argue some sense into him; but all he wants to do is go jump off the rocks into the Sound and have me tell Aunty he died disgraced but happy. Fin'ly, though, he agrees to wait while I go sleuthin' in and find whether Veronica has rushed in tears to Daddy, or is still curled up on the davenport bitin' the cushions in rage.
Good Master in heaven, protect us! it was Satan himself I could swear! Aunt Lisbeth crossed brow and breast. Margarita had commenced fingering the cameo, as if to tear it away; but Aunt Lisbeth's finish made her laugh outright. 'Where I see no harm, aunty, I shall think the good God is, she answered; 'and where I see there's harm, I shall think Satan lurks.
The figure wearily detached itself from the door-post, and Jeff's eyes fell on his book. "You won't stop, aunty?" he asked mechanically, as if reading aloud from the page; but she was gone. A little ashamed, although much relieved, Jeff fell back again to literature, interrupted only by the charging of the wind and the heavy volleys of rain.
The Colonel could only whisper. Extending his hand, while the great tears were rolling down his face, he asked: "'Is my wife with you? How is my child? "He was greatly excited and very weak. I arose from his bedside and told him who were coming, and begged him to be calm. Aunty brought some cloths and laid on his breast, saying to him: "'Now, Massa Tom, you mus' be still. Don' be like I tole you.
You'll wake Aunt Arna, and she's tired after being all day on the chou-chou cars." "Merry Ch'is'mus, Aunty Arna!" shouted the irrepressible Minna. "Oh, darling, be quiet! We'll play little pig goes to market. I'll tell you a story, only be quiet a little while." It took Peggy's utmost effort to keep the little wriggler still for the hour from five to six.
This tall, beautiful woman, in her silken draperies, with a face like nothing Jordan had ever seen, or even dreamed about, could this be Aunty Nan's little Joscelyn? Jordan's round, freckled countenance grew crimson. He felt horribly tonguetied and embarrassed. What could he say to her? How could he say it?
Before Aunt Alvirah could reply an automobile siren echoed outside of the house. Aunt Alvirah was smiling and waving at somebody and Ruth hurried to the window to look out. "Here's Helen come for you, my pretty, in that beautiful big car of hers," said Aunt Alvirah. "Isn't it fine to be rich?" "Wait till I make a few more pictures, Aunty, and we'll have a car too.
I showed it to Aunty May and she said, "You will see them every day when we get to the towpath," and I felt awful glad at that, because though the boat moved slow, the train moved fast, and I didn't get a good look at the boy who was driving the mules. I couldn't be sure whether he'd made a face at me or not, but I think he did.
Why should a hope spring up within me that would die as other hopes had died? But back of all my thought was the longing to help Beverly, and a faith in Aunty Boone's weird, prophetic grip on things unseen. He had just "gone out" to her why not to all of us? I could not understand Little Blue Flower's part in this tragedy, so I let it alone.
When James Newbigging and Nahum Chapelrig were gone away home, my father sat for some time exhorting us, who were his youngest children, to be kind to one another, to cherish our mother, and no to let auld doited aunty want, if it was the Lord's will that he should never come back from the battle.
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