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Procter understood that this wish of Drusilla's should not be denied. The dog, feeling entreaty in the air, sat down and raised his voice. It was a penetrative voice, too, filling the house with its echoes, echoes that scarcely died away before a soft call came: "Mother mother " Mrs. Procter smiled at David. "There, Suzanna is awake. Jerry accomplished what he wished.

"Oh, Father!" interrupted Daphne. "He is so old and slow. He'd never get here. Why don't you ask Dr. Eaton? He lives near here." Mr. Thornton pursed up his lips. "He is far too young. He has not the experience of Dr. Rathman." "But, Father, the baby isn't dying." Drusilla's shrewd old eyes looked keenly at Daphne's flushed face, and she laughed. "I think Daphne is right. A young doctor's better.

"You say that," Hilda told her crisply, "not because it's true, but because it sounds true. Do you mean to tell me that you like to be muddy and dirty and live in a place like this?" "Yes, I like it." Something flamed in the back Of Drusilla's eyes. "I like it because it means something, and the other didn't." "Well, I don't like it," Hilda stated. "But nursing is all I am fit for.

"Is " asked Mrs. Lathrop. "Yes," said Miss Clegg, "it's the same one. An' this is its why as told by Mrs. Macy to Gran'ma Mullins an' me." She paused and drew a still longer breath. "Seems, Mrs. Lathrop, as Drusilla's husband had got a friend as goes huntin' with a doctor. Seems he found four little red-headed things in a nest of reeds an' took one an' asked the doctor what it was.

That's the reason the other Drusilla's nose looks like it had been mashed with a hammer." "Yes 'm, it do!" exclaimed Drusilla. She involuntarily took a step forward to take a nearer view of the flawed nose, and of course the other Drusilla took a step forward as if to show the flawed nose. "Don't you dast ter come 'bout me!" exclaimed Drusilla. "Goodness knows, I don't look dat away. Go on, now!

Yet her fire matched Drusilla's, her dreams outran Drusilla's dreams. Two officers passed the table. "How any man can keep out of it," Drusilla said. "Some day I shall put on a uniform and pass for a boy " "Why not go over as you are?" "They won't let me now. But some day they will. I can drive a car there ought to be a place for me."

Love shone from Drusilla's face and was reflected in the eyes of all these poor and helpless who followed her with loving glance as she crossed the lawn. As they were waiting for the tea to be served Mr. Carrington stood upon a chair and called for attention. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Mothers and Babies," he said.

He had come to ask advice, but he was really pointing out the things that were in his favor. He repeated Drusilla's summing-up of them almost word for word. "You see, as far as that goes, I've everything my own way. No question will be raised unless I raise it.

It may not have been true that Browne was in love with Lady Deppingham, but it was more than evident that his wife felt convinced that he was. "Splendid!" was the sudden exclamation of Drusilla's vagrant lord. The others looked up, interested. "Say, everybody, Lady Agnes and I have hit upon a ripping scheme. It's great!" "To better our position?" asked Deppingham. "Position? What oh, I see.

As Suzanna looked up into the kind face, new thoughts came surging to her. She couldn't separate them, couldn't arrange them. They all jumbled together, like vivid picture impressions, full of color and feeling. One thought at length cleared itself, stood out. Love and the chain binding you to those you loved was the biggest thing in the world. So she told Mrs. Reynolds about Drusilla's chain.