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The effort so worked on the feelings of one of the younger pupils that she burst into tears, and offered the bone man her piece of cake. Matty Cann looked eager, but the Professor smartly intervened. "Excuse me, young lady," he said suavely, "but visitors are requested not to feed the Living Skeleton. Living Skeletons are very delicately organised, madame," he continued, addressing the teacher.
So we threw our gentility with double force into our manners, and very genteel we were for two minutes while Miss Pole recovered breath, and excited our curiosity strongly by lifting up her hands in amazement, and bringing them down in silence, as if what she had to say was too big for words, and could only be expressed by pantomime. "What do you think, Miss Matty? What DO you think?
"But, my dear," said the doctor, "it will cost a great deal of money to carry out your plans." "Oh, no, not much," she answered, "give me five hundred dollars and I will do everything necessary to make us comfortable for the winter." "Five hundred dollars, Mrs. Kennedy!" and the doctor's gray eyes looked as they used to look when Katy and Matty asked him for five. "Five hundred dollars!
But still we never spoke of the note; till, all at once, something possessed me to ask Miss Matty if she would think it her duty to offer sovereigns for all the notes of the Town and County Bank she met with? I could have bitten my tongue out the minute I had said it.
At last they observed Mrs Frog's scarlet shawl which was very conspicuous and her son, and tried to look unconscious, and wondered with quite needless surprise where Matty could have gone to. Bobby Frog, being a sharp youth, noted these things, but made no comment to any one, for the air of Canada had, somehow, invested this waif with wonderful delicacy of feeling.
We cannot give poor Matty back her beautiful hair; and if you vex those dreadful people, it will only put fresh difficulties in the way of persuading them to give up the children." "I tell dem my mi-int," persisted Mrs. Petersen; but finally she was persuaded to listen to reason and to satisfy herself with relieving her "mi-int." My idea had been to induce Mrs. Petersen and Johnny or Mrs.
And when she agreed to this, with a touch of sorrowful gladness that they would go back to the rectory and be arranged on the accustomed walls once more, he sent word that he feared that he had not room for them all, and perhaps Miss Matty would kindly allow him to leave some volumes on her shelves.
He won't do a thing because he'll know that the whole thing is a plant." The words rang out quite distinctly above the rather subdued hum of the other voices. "The Great an' Only Matty!" exclaimed Chick-chick in disgust. "He sure knows all about it if it's plant." Glen found next day that he had suddenly become somewhat of a hero.
She'll understand fast enough; servants always guess when there's a sweetheart in the question. Most likely she'll place the things ready for Matty in one of the bedrooms. I'll put in your best evening shoes too, Matty, love, and my old black lace fan, in case you should flush up dreadful when the captain is paying you attention.
"In the corner of the lonely pasture which they dared not cross, stood a big hollow elm, and there the farmer hastily hid Matty, dropping her down into the dim nook, round the mouth of which young shoots had grown, so that no one would have suspected any hole was there.
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