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A gentle glow of contentment diffused itself all over her, not transport, indeed, but satisfaction, which was better. "Mr. Copperhead " she said, softly. "No, hang it all, call me Clarence, Phoebe, if you're going to have me!" he cried, putting out his big hands. "Grandmamma is looking at us from the window," she said, hurriedly, withdrawing a little from him. "Well, and what does that matter?
This fair damsel, who was known to the boarders on the top floor as "our Phemy," and to the world at large as Miss Euphemia Teetum the real jewel in her name was Phoebe, but she had reset it had been especially beloved, so Fred informed Oliver, by every member of the club except Waller, who, having lived in boarding-houses all his life, understood her thoroughly.
Hadn't Phoebe stirred the sugar into his cup of coffee and then in an absolutely absent-minded manner tasted it before she had come around the fire to hand it to him? It had been a standing argument between them for years as to a man's right to this small attention, which they both teased Mrs. Matilda for bestowing upon the major.
Phoebe laid a moist hand on his shoulder, and felt the muscles sliding smoothly beneath his clothing while he moved a rock. "I ain't mad because you and Vadnie fell out; I kind of looked for it to happen. Love that grows like a mushroom lasts about as long only I don't call it love! You might tell me " "Tell you what?" But Grant did not look up. "If I don't know it, I can't tell it."
I don't think much of Jacka's John-Willy; if you really want to be a great lady to-night you must get Ishmael to dance with you. He's going to be master of the feast, and perhaps if you ask him very nicely he'll dance with you just once." This view of Ishmael as a person of importance was a new one to Phoebe, and she looked at him as though appraising him afresh.
Ishmael held up the squirming little thing as he spoke, and it licked its black nose nervously with a pink tongue that came out curled up like a leaf. "Ah! she'm rare and fond o' dumb animals, is our Phoebe," said the miller, who seemed gratified at this mark of attention. "So long as she can have some lil' weak thing to make a fool on she'm happy, I b'lieve. 'Tes a woman's way."
She found the long-accustomed details of chamber work a comfort and solace, and, as she finally gazed about the tidy room at her completed work, she felt far more contented with her lot than she had felt before beginning. "I guess I'll go help Phoebe," she thought. "The girl is that slow!"
As the child finished these words, Phoebe took out of a drawer some clothes, which she had made for the poor woman's children, and gave them to the little girl. It happened that the Limerick gloves had been thrown into this drawer; and Phoebe's favourable sentiments of the giver of those gloves were revived by what she had just heard, and by the confession Mrs.
"Oh, dear oh, dear!" she cried, closing her eyes. "Copernicus Droop said that side weight would be terrible if we travelled too fast. Why, I'm so heavy sideways I feel like as if I weighed 497-1/2 pounds like that fat woman in the circus down to Keene." "So do I," Phoebe said, "only I'm so dizzy, too, I can hardly think." "Shet your eyes, like me," said Rebecca.
"Soho!" cried John Cobham, and off the dogs sprang; Venus taking the turn, as he had foretold, running as true as in her first season, doing all the work, and killing the hare, after a course which, for any part Smoaker took in it, might as well have been single-handed. "Look how she's bringing the hare to my grandfather!" exclaimed Phoebe; "she always brings her game!"
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