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Panicky at that, she sat up in her berth, pressed the button that turned on the electric light, slipped her new kimono about her, and looked long and earnestly at the new clothes within reach of her hand. There they were, real to her touch; there was her fine new hand-bag; and most real of all was the feel of the money in it. Nancy fingered the money, thoughtfully smoothing out the bills.
Having been relieved by Miss Etching of the two girls her own classmates who had attempted to retard her progress, Nancy kept on and on, seeing the distance between herself and the leaders in the race diminishing by no effort of her own, it seemed and just enjoying herself. She skated past Judy Craig, and saw that that eager sophomore was sobbing for breath, and could hardly stand.
Dampier to unpack the few things she required for the night. And Nancy, though she felt just a little bewildered to find herself alone in this strange house, was yet amused and cheered by the older woman's lively chatter, and that although she only understood one word in ten.
The recess bell rang and Five A lost no time filing out to the corridor and thence to tuck shop and gymnasium, but Judith was delayed by her duties as monitress and Nancy was not to be seen when she reached the corridor. Down to the tuck shop sped Judith. "Seen Nancy?" she asked Jane who was rapidly consuming two large buns and an ice-cream cone. "Gone up to her room, I think," said Jane.
Nancy Corbett, who had been celebrated once for her sweet singing, as well as her beauty, immediately commenced in a soft and melodious tone, while Jemmy touched his fiddle. Lost, stolen, or stray'd, The heart of a young maid; Whoever the same shall find, And prove so very kind, To yield it on desire, They shall rewarded be, And that most handsomely, With kisses one, two, three.
"Nancy will tell thee," said his mother, and, not able to wait a moment to hear and tell such wonderful news, the two children rushed out at once, followed by Zeb.
Now she had learned all that Nancy Ellen could teach her, and much that Nancy Ellen never knew: it was time for Kate to be starting away to school.
It had gone beyond card-playing with the company in the saloon; they seemed now to be having a savage horse-play, those on their feet tramping in their scuffles upon others on the floor, who bellowed incoherently. Elizabeth Clallam took Nancy in her arms and told her that nobody would come where they were. But the child was shaking. "Yes, they will," she whispered, in terror. "They are!"
But now I'm sure it'll be easier because I've got you, Aunt Polly. I'm so glad I've got you!" Nancy's aching sympathy for the poor little forlornness beside her turned suddenly into shocked terror. "Oh, but but you've made an awful mistake, d-dear," she faltered. "I'm only Nancy. I ain't your Aunt Polly, at all!" "You you AREN'T?" stammered the little girl, in plain dismay. "No. I'm only Nancy.
Miss Nancy, how tall you're getting!" "So are you, Scorch," she told him, holding out her hand. "And good-looking My eye!" "Your hair is a whole shade darker, Scorch." "You couldn't say nothing handsomer, Miss not if you tried for a week," declared the office boy, shaking hands vigorously. "What's turned up? Are you going to crack the whip over Old Gordon?" "How you talk, Scorch!