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"Pao-yue," she proceeded "you must go next to your mother." So presently she put Pao-yue, and Pao-ch'ai and the rest of the young ladies between Mesdames Hsing and Wang. On the west, she placed, in proper gradation, dame Lou, along with Chia Lan, and Mrs. While she assigned a chair to Chia Jung's wife among the lower seats, put crosswise.
If Nelly Lebrun had consigned him mentally to the worms, that thought made not the slightest impression upon Donnegan. A chance for action was opening before him, and above all a chance of action in the eye of Lou Macon; and he welcomed with open arms the thought that he would have an opportunity to strike for her, and keep Landis with her.
If they go to the mines, they'll be punished and help someone else too. I'd send them to Titan and exile them from Earth forever." Connel studied the cadets a moment. He turned to Shinny. "Think they made a good decision, Nick?" "I like what young Tommy, here, had to say, Lou," answered Shinny.
Lou looked down at her plaid frock; she thought of the plentiful ginghams at home. Suddenly she turned and rushed headlong back to mamma. "O my!" she began, "Irene Clarke can't have no fun! She ain't got no slide-dresses, she can't soil her do-up clothes, and O my! mamma it's all them ruffles and puffs! I wouldn't wear 'em for the world! No, I just wouldn't!" Mamma could but smile.
Emmy Lou was a big girl now, and she knew. Emmy Lou went home. It was at the dinner table. "I don't like Miss Lizzie," said she. Aunt Cordelia was incredulous, scandalised. "You mustn't talk so." "Little girls must not know what they like," said Aunt Louise. Aunt Louise was apt to be sententious. She was young. "Except in puddings," said Uncle Charlie, passing Emmy Lou's saucer.
"Hit haint ergoin' ter hurt her much, air hit?" begged Lou, with all the solicitude of a young mother. "No. We'll give her an anesthetic something to put her sound asleep and I guess that she won't know anything about it."
He halted and stood perfectly still looking at them. "You know it is true," said Tom. He put his hands upon his breast. "Why, when I first saw you it seemed seemed that they were lighting candles all around in here. And Lou, you must be my wife. Don't you know it is true?"
Aunt Louise said that Uncle Charlie was quite right in his fear, and the end was that Emmy Lou was started at private school. But it was not a school it was only a Parlour; and there being a pupil more than there were accommodations, and Emmy Lou being the new-comer, her portion was a rocking-chair and a lap-board. There was not even a real teacher, only an old lady who called one "my dear."
Emmy Lou's part was to weep when Sadie wept, and to point a chubby forefinger skyward when Hattie mentioned the departure from earth of the soldier parent, and to lower that forefinger footward at Sadie's tearful allusion to an untimely grave. Emmy Lou had but one utterance, and it was brief.
How did it use to be when you and father first came? Was it really as bad as this, or not?" "Oh, worse! Much worse," moaned Mrs. Bergson. "Drouth, chince-bugs, hail, everything! My garden all cut to pieces like sauerkraut. No grapes on the creek, no nothing. The people all lived just like coyotes." Oscar got up and tramped out of the kitchen. Lou followed him.
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