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Dropping her tray into the nearest chair, Cicely made a snatch at Melchisedek as he shot past her. He eluded her, and, happy that at last he was to have a companion in his sport, he took refuge under Mr. Gilwyn's chair where he mounted guard over his plaything and snarled invitingly whenever Cicely tried to seize him.
Theodora was talking away valiantly, sternly resolved to do what credit she could to the family; but Billy, at the foot of the table, was sorely taxed to keep up his dignity. Suddenly Theodora turned to the maid. "Cicely dear," she said; "I wish you would give me another spoon." Above Mr. Gilwyn's head, Cicely shook her fist at Theodora. "Yes, ma'am," she said respectfully. Mr.
"Oh, Cis, old girl," he said jovially; "wake up and bring me some more coffee." This time, Mr. Gilwyn's lower jaw dropped in amazement. There was a sudden awful silence, while, behind the guest's chair, Cicely's shoulders were shaking. In her mind, Theodora rapidly summed up the situation and judged it best to make a clean breast of the whole matter. Mr.
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