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I had no power to command his services on the side of his avarice. The ring on my finger, the pledge of Wentworth's troth, a massive circlet of chased gold, was all that remained to me in the shape of valuables. I did not possess a stiver in that prison, nor own even the clothes on my back. "Could you not take him a message from me, Dinah?
"Hang it all, Herrick, I suppose a fellow can see his friends sometimes, even if he is dependent on his sisters," and Cedric's tone was decidedly sulky. "Besides, Dinah sent you a message she and Elizabeth will be delighted to see you, and all that sort of thing, and they hoped you would stay as long as possible." "I am glad you told me that," returned Malcolm, with a relieved air.
Miss Burrage, who overheard these words, immediately turned her back upon her aunt. "A grotesque statue of starch, one of your quakers, I think, they call themselves: Bristol is full of such primitive figures," said Miss Burrage to Clara Hope, and she walked back to the recess and to Lady Di. "So like, voice and all, to my poor Hester," said Dinah Plait, and she wiped the tears from her eyes.
Fust it were de corn cakes, an' now it's de sandwiches. I'se gwine away I ain't gwine stay heah no mo'!" Dinah was certainly very much frightened, but Nan was not. She knew better than to believe in such things as "ghosts," and, though the sandwiches might have disappeared, the little girl felt sure there must be some reasonable explanation about the mystery.
Where's Dinah? You didn't leave her home, I hope!" "No, indeedy! I'se heah!" exclaimed the fat, colored cook, who was carrying many bundles. "Oh, we must get Snap out of the baggage car, before the train carries him away," said Mr. Bobbsey, and he hurried to do that, while his brother, Uncle Daniel, helped the boys and girls and Mrs. Bobbsey into the big wagon from the Bobbsey farm.
When she had formed her plan of going to Windsor, she had not foreseen any difficulties except that of getting away, and after she had overcome this by proposing the visit to Dinah, her thoughts flew to the meeting with Arthur and the question how he would behave to her not resting on any probable incidents of the journey.
She clenched her hands hard. "Don't!" she said. "You're only joking, I know. But I hate it!" His manner changed in a moment, became half-quizzical, half-caressing. "Poor little brown elf, what a shame! Well, come if you can! I shall look out for you. I may have something to show you." "May you? Oh, what?" cried Dinah, all eagerness in a moment. He laughed.
Phyl paused for a moment just as she had paused in the street, and Pinckney looking at her noticed again that uptilt of the head, and that far away look as of a person who is trying to remember or straining to hear. Then a voice from the house came across the broad veranda leading from the garden to the lower rooms. A female voice that seemed laughing and scolding at the same time. "Dinah!
Dinah could not quite understand and, as she dearly loved Marcella, she was troubled. Raggedy Ann was not in the least downhearted and while she felt she must look very funny she continued to smile, but with a more expansive smile than ever before. Raggedy Ann knew just how it all happened and her remaining shoe-button eye twinkled.
It's the Great Salt Lake, that shines out like burnished silver, and bursts on the sight of the new pilgrims when they arrive in bands at the holy city the emigrants from this land." "Some do arrive then, sir?" timidly questioned Dinah Roy. "Some!" indignantly responded Brother Jarrum. "They are arriving continual. The very evening before I left, a numerous company arrived.
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