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Particularly as he showed all his teeth, and rolled and blinked his black eyes every minute, so that Phronsie, who sat on the grass at Mamsie's feet, when she wasn't an animal and needed to perform, shivered, and clung close to Mrs. Pepper. "Take me, Mamsie," she begged.
"I guess you'll be glad enough to get off from your donkey by the time you reach the top of Montanvert," observed Jasper, wisely. "Well, now, Phronsie, we are not going for a day or two, you know, for father doesn't wish us to be tired." "I'm not a bit tired, Jasper," said Phronsie, "and I do so very much wish we could go to-day."
There, hop in, child," and he put aside her dress from the wheel in his most courtly manner possible. "Polly hasn't had all the milk," said Phronsie, by the chaise-step, holding up the glass anxiously. "Well, I don't believe she wants it," said old Mr. King. "No, I don't," said Polly, from the depths of the old chaise. "I couldn't drink it, dear." Mr.
"Don't the little Dutch children keep them on?" asked Phronsie. "Oh, Grandpapa, I think I could; I really think I could," she added earnestly. "Yes, they do, because they are born and brought up to it, although, for the life of me, I don't see how they do it; but you couldn't, child, you'd fall the first minute and break your nose, most likely." Phronsie gave a sigh. "Should I, Grandpapa?"
King, with a little laugh. "What! not even going to visit one of his beloved hospitals?" while Polly exclaimed, radiantly, "Oh, how perfectly elegant! Now we'll have Papa-Doctor for a whole long day!" Phronsie, who had been close to her mother's gown during the delivery of this important news, clasped her hands in a quiet rapture, while Polly exclaimed, "Now, Grandpapa, can it be the Rigi?"
And Phronsie wanted to stay at the Riffelberg just as much; and old Mr. King was on the point of saying, "Well, we'll come up here for a few days, Phronsie," when he remembered Mrs. Selwyn and her boy, and how they must get on. Instead, he cleared his throat, and said, "We shall see it after dinner, child," and Phronsie smiled, well contented.
So Phronsie opened her hand and held it up, the little green wad in the center. "Oh, isn't it funny!" Rachel was going to say. Instead, she seized it, twitched it apart, and hopped up to her feet; then, deserting the two children, ran like lightning up the green bank, two torn bits of paper fluttering in her hand. And not observing where she went, she ran directly into old Mr.
'Let's go out and buy the poor child a doll, she begged, and I really had to do it. And there must be at least two hundred dolls in this house." "Two hundred dolls!" cried Alexia in astonishment, and raising her hands. "Why, yes; father has been bringing Phronsie dolls for the last five years, with the greatest faithfulness, till her family has increased to a painful extent."
The idea of Polly's shaking the lumbering old black affair, sent Ben into such a peal of laughter that it brought all the other children running to the spot; and nothing would do but they must one and all, be told the reason. So Polly and Ben took them into confidence, which so elated them that half an hour after, when long past her bedtime, Phronsie declared, "I'm not going to bed!
Meantime, Phronsie had been borne off by old Mr. King, and Polly could hear her say, "Somebody get Polly a seat, please." "I considered it a promise," Livingston Bayley was saying under cover of the gay confusion. "And accordingly I prepared myself. But of course if you do not wish to fulfill it, Miss Pepper, why, I" "Oh, no, no," cried Polly hastily, "if you really thought I promised you, Mr.
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