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He moaned and rocked himself about, so that, even in the first moments of their grief, the brother and sister looked at each other with awe. "Come away with me, dear," whispered Oliver to his sister. "Ailwin, give George to me. Let me have him in my arms." "Bless you, my dears; it is not George any longer. It is a poor little dead body. You must not call it George." "Give him to me," said Oliver.
'Thank you, dears, said Miss Mildmay, more warmly than she had spoken to Jacinth; 'thank you very much. No; it is not on that account. And indeed there is plenty of room in here for Eugene extra. But I shall enjoy more, coming to-morrow or the day after, and then you must all spare me your mother for an hour or so. The train was late of course.
'If I could only carry it, I'd have one of those dears, no matter what it cost! cried Lavinia, more captivated by a live cat than by all the dead Huguenots that Catherine de Medicis hung over the castle walls on a certain memorable occasion. 'Well, you can't, so come on and improve your mind with some good, useful history, said Amanda, leading them forward.
Now, eat up your breakfasts, both of you. Uncle Ben, he don't know that I have brought you porridge and milk; but children as young as you are can't eat coarse food. Sup up your porridge, my dears." "Thank you very much indeed, Aunt Sawah," said Diana, slipping down from her seat close to Orion on the bench, and preparing to attack her breakfast.
"To bless you," replied the audacious scoundrel, stopping the pair and detaining them in the little drawing-room of the apartment. "Listen to me, my pretty dears. Amuse yourselves, be happy well and good! Happiness at any price is my motto.
"What a splendid idea!" cried Austin, as they prepared to start. "You are clever, Lubin. It would be lovely to live in a tree, curtained all round with thousands of quivering green leaves. I wish I knew what animals think about all day. It must be very dull for them never to have any thoughts, poor dears, and yet they seem happy enough somehow.
'Twas a rough, wild journey we made to Portsmouth, my dears, and I think it must have killed me had not my lady been at my side. We were no sooner started than she pulled the curtains and opened her portmanteau, which I saw was near filled with things for my aid and comfort. And I was made to take a spoonful of something. Never, I believe, was medicine swallowed with a greater willingness.
But then, my dears, you know my husband was a naval officer, and no man ever swore more piously than he. Bad words never sounded bad to me when he spoke them he was such a good Christian! and he always treated me as he expected to be treated when he was on deck.
He had a hunting lodge not far from my quarters. One day Ahmed came to me with a message saying that the king commanded my presence at the lodge, where his slaves had trapped a fine leopard. Yes, my dears, slaves. There is even a slave mart at the capital this day. A barbaric fairy-land, with its good genii and its bad djinns." "The Arabian Nights," murmured Winnie, snuggling close to Kathlyn.
"It is the children's recess," said the teacher. "Lay aside your books, dears, and leave the room quietly and in good order." The children took their hoods and cloaks from the pegs on which they hung and went out one by one each child turning to make her little courtesy before passing the door.
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