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On Glinda's right was the Little Wizard of Oz, who owed to Glinda all of the magical arts he knew. Then came Jinjur, a pretty girl farmer of whom Ozma and Dorothy were quite fond. The adjoining seat was occupied by the Tin Soldier, and next to him was Professor H. M. Wogglebug, T.E., of the Royal Athletic College.
As she had said, to talk coolly of what might have been the best destination in days past for a child to whom they had become so attached seemed quite barbarous, and she could not understand how her husband should consider the point so abstractedly; for, as will probably have been guessed, Lady Mottisfont long before this time, if she had not done so at the very beginning, divined Sir Ashley's true relation to Dorothy.
"And tell them that the planting at the graded school as far as it goes, was done by three little girls," suggested Tom, grinning at the disgusted faces with which the Ethels and Dorothy heard themselves called "little girls"; "that ought to put them to shame." "Isn't the easiest way to call their attention to it to have a piece in the paper?" asked Ethel Brown.
And when they declared I had no husband I had to request you to come." "Something of the sort was my conclusion," Garrison told her. "I have blundered along with fact and fiction as best I might, but what am I supposed to have done that excites them both to insult me?" Dorothy seemed afraid that the very walls might hear and betray her secret.
And when the beauty of the evening was led out, Dolly would lean over the rail, and pout and smile by turns. The mischievous little baggage could hardly wait for the conquering years to come. They came soon enough, alack! The season Dorothy was fourteen, we had a ball at the Hall the last day of the year.
And since he was certain that Dorothy was not the one, he could think of no chance that a thief could have had to extract it without attracting his attention. When at length he arrived once more in Manhattan, he proceeded at once to the shop on Amsterdam Avenue where Dorothy had purchased her cigars.
Even Nan began to look a little frightened, and she did not laugh when Dorothy stretched out flat and held on to the side of the boat with all her strength. "I don't want to be blown away if I can help it," said Dorothy. Harder and harder blew the wind, sending the ice-boat along at great speed. In a few minutes more it would be at the dock, where Bert kept it tied.
Port, when he had emerged from Miss Lee's enfolding arms, "you know that going to the White Sulphur is not a mere matter of pleasure with me; it is one of hygienic necessity. You forget, Dorothy" Mr. Port spoke with a most earnest seriousness "you forget my liver." "Now, Uncle Hutchinson, what is the use of talking about your liver that way?
Dorothy returned his caresses with all her old-time fervor and enthusiasm. "I feel lots better now. If it gets to you that way, too, I know it's perfectly normal I was beginning to think maybe I was yellow or something ... but maybe you're kidding me?" she held him off at arm's length, looking deep into his eyes: then, reassured, went back-into his arms.
Dorothy shot Garrison a look of gratitude, but her immediate desire was for peace. "Let us all sit down, and try to get better acquainted," she said. "I'm sure we shall all be friends." "No doubt," said her uncle somewhat offensively. Garrison felt himself decidedly uncertain of his ground. There was nothing to do, however, but await developments.
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