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I'll go upstairs and dress her quickly." So it was that the little girl flushed, starry-eyed, appeared with her mother a little later. Her dramatic senses were alert. "Isn't it lovely and important," she began at once to David, "that Drusilla wants to see me when it's away into the night?" "Very important," said David, but he did not smile. "Are you quite ready now?"
There was a meeting the other day of the people of Brookvale, and they decided to appoint a committee to wait upon you and express their disapproval of your actions, and request you to change your plans in some way." Drusilla looked over her glasses. "You don't tell me!" she ejaculated. "When be they comin'?" "Mr.
"John, I'm just a plain old fool. Send the car to the police station, and tell Joseph to get that man if he has to tie him up! And you go telephone Mr. Thornton to come here at once. Now he'll have a chance to talk and I can't say a word." It was a very frightened and meek Drusilla that greeted Mr. Thornton and Daphne when they came into the room.
She turned to the children and smiled, a very small wistful smile, but it lit her pale delicate face and made Daphne advance confidentially to the middle of the room. "We came to see you," she said in her winsome way. "I'm very glad," said Drusilla. "Won't you all come close to me?" The children obeyed. Drusilla looked inquiringly at Graham, and then said, "Well, my boy, you've grown somewhat."
And he led in the cheering that made the air resound. Drusilla flushed and wiped her eyes, and in answer to the calls of "Speech! Speech!" she said: "I ain't never made a speech in my life, as I hold with St. Paul that women should be seen and not heard.
She has. She has all the things I've just hinted at and ever so many more; besides which," she added, taking a detached, casual tone, "I suppose she has to make up her mind one way or another as to what she's going to do about Peter Davenant." The crow's-foot wrinkles about his eyes deepened to a frown of inquiry. "About Peter who?" Drusilla still affected a casual tone. "Oh?
In one way or another Sweetest Susan and Buster John and Drusilla showed their amazement very plainly especially Drusilla, who took no pains to conceal hers. Every time Mr. Rabbit moved she would nudge Sweetest Susan or Buster John and exclaim: "Look at dat!" or, "We better be gwine!" or, "Spozen Brer Fox er Brer Wolf come up an' dey er dat big!" Mrs.
"There's a big colored orphan asylum out on the Elpham Road. Let's telephone up there, and I'll take it over myself." Drusilla hesitated again. "Another 'home. I hate to " "It's the only thing to do, Miss Doane. You can't mix the colors." "Well, perhaps you'd better." Dr. Eaton left the room, and returned after a few moments with a shake of his head. "No good! They say they're full.
"Yes; that's so. And they wouldn't be no worse off'n when they come. Well you run along and start somethin'." "Yes, we'll start something, Miss Doane." Dr. Eaton went away, and the next morning he got an excited telephone call from Drusilla herself, which showed that it was of the utmost importance to her and even overcame her dislike of talking into a "box," as she called it.
The King always had his Lord Chamberlain lead a white palfrey, with rich housings, by the bridle, in case they came across a suitable full-grown Princess in any of their journeys; and now he ordered him to be brought forward, and commanded a page to assist Drusilla to the saddle. But she began to weep. "I want to go back to my father, until you have found the cow, your Majesty," said she.
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