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I bitterly put it down as accruing from the curse of ugliness, as, when mentioning Gertie, it was ever, "I have let Gertie go to such and such an entertainment. We could not very well afford it, but the poor little girl does not have many pleasures for her years." I was smaller than Gertie, and only eleven months older; but to me it was "You must think of something besides pleasure."
Some one rushed down the walk. And then a girl's voice cried in alarm: "What is it? Who is it? What IS the matter?" And from the bundle of legs and arms on the ground two voices exclaimed: "GERTIE!" "But where IS your father?" asked Sam. Issy asked nothing. He merely sat still and listened. "Why, he's at Trumet. At least I suppose he is. Mrs.
"It would seem like a mean trick, the way you put it. But after the election? You said, when we was talkin' before, that after you was elected maybe you would go with Gertie and me somewhere. And we'll go to Trumet, that's where we'll go." "All right, Daniel, dear, we'll see. And don't worry about me. I am almost well again and I am going to be completely well.
He lifted her over fallen trees, freed her from branches, and all the time, between his own sobs, he encouraged her and tried to pretend that their incredible plight was not the end of the world, whimpering: "We're a'most on the road now, Gertie; honest we are. I can't hear him now. I ain't afraid of him he wouldn't dast hurt us or my pa would fix him." "Oh! I hear him! He's coming!
Mamie and Gertie Spain were spread out carefully on the back seat, with only one small masculine Spain for a wedge. The Buford buggy, all spick and span from its first spring washing and polishing, came next, with Mr. and Mrs. Buford cuddling together on the narrow seat.
"Oh, hell.... Oh, I'm sorry. That just slipped." "It shouldn't have slipped, you know. I'm afraid it can't be passed over so easily." Gertie might have been a bustling Joralemon school-teacher pleasantly bidding the dirty Ericson boy, "Now go and wash the little hands." Carl said nothing. He was bored. He wished that he had not become entangled in their vague discussion of "temperament."
"I am determined she shall not remain here," Bessie Glenn was saying. "I heartily indorse your opinion," said Gertie, slowly. And for once in her life the tongue of reckless Eve was silent. She looked thoughtfully out of the window. The first week of Daisy's stay at Glengrove passed quickly. She was beginning to feel quite at home with Mrs. Glenn and Eve, but Bessie and Gertie held aloof from her.
Indeed, she was as tall as average women, but, being only twelve, was slender and girlish. "How very tall you are, Mr Marais!" she exclaimed, with a laugh, as she looked up. "True, Gertie," said Hans, using the only name which he had yet heard applied to the girl; "true, we Cape-Dutchmen are big fellows as a race, and I happen to be somewhat longer than my fellows.
Adelaide told funny anecdotes about her school of domestic science, and the chief teacher, who wore her hair in a walnut on top of her head and interrupted a lecture on dietetics to chase a cockroach with a ruler. As the others began to disappear, Gertie said to Carl: "Don't go till I read you a letter from Ben Rusk I got yesterday. Lots of news from home. Joe Jordan is engaged!"
"I was just figurin' that Beriah had got the best of you after all, and you'd had to give it up for this time. Thinks I, it's too bad! Just because your dad and Beriah Higgins had such a deuce of a row when they bust up in the fish trade, it's a shame that he won't hark to your keepin' comp'ny with Gertie. And you doin' so well; makin' twenty dollars a week up to the city Ed told me that and "
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