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It's mine, Ma said so; and you are only company, so you'd better behave or I won't have any party at all, so now." This awful threat calmed Bab's anger at once, and she hastened to introduce a safer subject. "Never mind; don't let's fight before the children. Do you know, Ma says she will let us play in the coach-house next time it rains, and keep the key if we want to."
I have many friends, many new ones, many dear ones, but there is only one Mother Bab." The man's hands trembled among the arbutus did the admiration touch Mother Bab's son? Could the dreams of his heart ever come true? "You know," Phœbe went on, "if I could always have her near me, in the same house, I'd be less unworthy of calling her Mother Bab."
The fame of being an author is more desirable than the money. I must tell Mollie and Grace all about it." But Mollie and Grace had been attracted by the excitement in the next room, and now rushed in to hear the news. Mollie's eyes filled with tears as she embraced her sister. She knew how Bab's fifty dollars must be used, and why her sister was so delighted with her success.
But please don't be angry with us. I am sure Harriet did not intend to wound your feelings, and I hope I shall see you soon again." Marjorie Moore shook Barbara's hand impulsively before she went out into the gathering darkness. "I like you," she said warmly. "I wish we might be friends. Good-night." "Where are Mollie and Grace?" was Bab's first question when she rejoined Ruth and Harriet.
Here, in a retired nook behind an old screen, stood "Babs's" bassinette, where she took her mid-day naps. "This is Verity's and Bab's playroom," explained Malcolm with a patronising air; "here the Martha of the establishment takes her well-earned rest." Then Verity flashed a sudden look at him which expressed unmitigated indignation.
She called instantly, "All right, then. Bring your hand! Closer! Carefully! It seems so high up here!" She swung herself into his palm, and flung her arms about the great pillar of his crooked finger. The bowl of his hand moved slowly away. I heard her faint voice, and his overhead rumble. I chanced it! I didn't know his exact position or which way he was looking. Again I heard Bab's voice.
The woman who lay there was the young newspaper girl who had summoned Bab to follow her but a short time before. She still had on her shabby evening dress. The pad and pencil with which she took down her society items lay at her side. But Marjorie Moore's face was pale as death. Bab's tears dropped down on the girl's face. "My dear Miss Moore, what has happened? Can't you hear me?" Bab faltered.
"I love to have Anna with me in the afternoons, and when Bab's in town we can send her over there she's no trouble!" Julia turned her face up for a kiss. "Run and wash your hands, Doctor dear!" said she. "Yes and what are you going to do?" Jim asked jealously. "I'm going to wait for you right here, and we'll go down together," she said pacifically. Jim took another kiss. "Happy?" he asked.
After this, he sailed to Bab's Key, a place upon a little island at the entrance of the Red Sea.
Mother used to call it Joy Everlasting. We always put it in our bureau drawers between the linens. David likes lavender better, so I use that now." "How you spoil him," said Phœbe. "You think so?" asked the mother gently. Phœbe smiled in retraction of her statement. "We'll both be parboiled if we stay out here any longer," she said as she linked her arm into Mother Bab's.
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