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I saw Lady Betty the next morning, and asked her after Miss Hamilton, but I almost regretted my question when the naughty little thing treated me to one of her usual confidences: there was no inducing her to hold her tongue when she was in the humour for chatting. 'Oh, it was such fun! she said, her eyes dancing with mischief.
If you went in the right spirit, you could be of real use and comfort, and would have the satisfaction of doing a kind deed." Darsie set her lips in a straight line, and tilted her chin in the air. "Couldn't pretend to go in the right spirit! I'd be in a tearing rage. Somebody else can have the `satisfaction, and I'll go to the sea." "Darsie, dear, that's naughty!"
If you do what you are told and work hard, you will have a very good time at Holly House." Pixie looked dubious. "But aren't you ever naughty?" she asked anxiously. "Not really bad, you know, but just mischeevious! Don't you ever play tricks, or have pillow fights, or secret suppers up in your room, or dress up as bogeys to frighten the others?" "Certainly not!"
Was I of no more account than a wooden dummy? The girl snapped out: "Shan't!" It was not the naughty retort of a vulgar child; it had a note of desperation. Clearly my intrusion had somehow upset the balance of their established relations. The old woman knitted with furious accuracy, her eyes fastened down on her work. "Oh, you are the true child of your father!
Taking off his wide felt hat, he replaced it with the wool nightcap, covered the nightcap with the handkerchief and then put on the hat over all the rest. "And what have we here?" he continued. "A pipe? Oh, the naughty ladies! Cigarettes?" He smelled at them gingerly, then sneezed into a corner of the scarlet kerchief. "Matches, shoelaces, and, by George, a cake of soap!
"Oh, Amias," exclaimed Verity at last in a laughing voice, "what am I to do with this naughty girlie, who refuses to go to sleep and only laughs in her mother's face? Oh, you darling, you darling!" and here Verity smothered the little one with kisses. "Behold the stern parent!" observed Malcolm mockingly at this point. "Verity, that rogue of a Babs is a match for you already.
"Look here, Gnat, you would like to kill some of the piratical beggars, wouldn't you?" I remained silent again. "There," said Smith, "I told you so. If we caught a lot, Gnat would give them a lecture, and tell them they had been very naughty, and that they mustn't do so any more or he would be very angry with them indeed." "Punch his head, Gnat."
"Naughty Frank!" she would say "I won't speak to you at all, sir!" And, wouldn't she? Oh, dear no! All the way up to town from the fair city on the Mersey, the railway nymphs, whom I had previously noticed on my journey to Southampton, were as busy as then, with their musical strains. The burden of their present song, echoing through my heart, was, "Going to see Min! Going to see Min!
She felt it a real exposure: she remembered her young friends' surprised and frightened eyes, and not only had no doubt their mother would really think her too naughty to be their playfellow, but almost wished that it might be so she could never, never bear to see them again.
I thought less of your mischievous attempt to torment my curiosity than of your personal danger, and yet I know too well what are the constant risks in your engineer duties, for I have found among Uncle Jim's books accounts of the siege of Sevastopol. As to your naughty ending, I do not care who the man was why should I? I doubt if you really know. "I am, Your seriously indifferent LEILA GREY.
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