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"Oh, yes, Mr. Hayes, Aunt Raby is very ill." "She is, Prissie." "Does she know it?" "Yes." "Ought I to be away from her now is it right" "My dear, do you want to break her heart? She worked so hard to get this time at college for you. No, Prissie, don't get that idea into your head. Aunt Raby is most anxious that you should have every advantage.
"I beg your pardon," he said, interrupting her, "but do you know that the buzzing noise caused by a whisper carries sound a long way? That is a well authenticated fact. Now, if you will try to speak low." "Oh, thank you; yes, I will," said Prissie. She began a garbled account. Hammond looked at her face and guessed the truth.
"Prissie just went away to have a good time, and she never meant to earn money, and she forgot all about them," grumbled the naughty little girl. Hattie came up and pummeled Rose for her bad words. Katie cried afresh, and altogether the scene was most dismal. Now, however, it was over. The children were in the land of happy dreams.
Your words turned everything to bitterness for me." "Did they really, Priscilla? Oh, Prissie! what a thoughtless, wild, impulsive creature I am. Well, I don't feel now as I did that night. If those words were cruel, forgive me. Forget those words, Prissie." "I will if you will." "I? I have forgotten them utterly." "Thank you, thank you." "Then we'll be friends real friends; true friends?" Yes."
'I should rather think so! and and the way you look as grave as a judge all the time! Prissie, I wish you'd tell me how you manage it, I wouldn't tell a soul. 'But I don't know, Dick. I only talk and the jewels come that is all. 'You artful little girl! you can keep a secret, I see, but so can I. And you might tell me how you do the trick. What put you up to the dodge?
I am the gayest of the gay, as well as the saddest of the sad. When I am gay you may laugh with me, but I warn you when I am sad you must never cry with me. Leave me alone when I have my dark moods on, Prissie." "Very well, Maggie, I'll remember." "I think you'll make a delightful friend," said Miss Oliphant, just glancing at her; "but I pity your side of the bargain." "Why?"
She often said that Maggie Oliphant's laziness rested her. "What is it?" said Maggie again. "How are we in the wrong, Nance?" She lifted her dimpled hand as she spoke and contemplated it with a slow, satisfied sort of smile. "We have made a mistake about Miss Peel, that is all; she is a very noble girl." "Oh, my dear Nance! Poor little Puritan Prissie! What next?"
"It's only fair to tell you, Prissie," she said, addressing the tall, gawky girl, who stood with her hands folded in front of her "it's only fair to tell you that hitherto I've just made two ends meet for one mouth alone, and how I'm to fill four extra ones the Lord knows, but I don't.
'I am not fun, Dick. I think fun is generally so very vulgar, and oh, I wish you wouldn't say "by Jove!" Surely you know he was a heathen god! 'I seem to have heard of him in some such capacity, said Dick. 'I say, Prissie, what a ripping big ruby! 'Ah, Dick, Dick, you are like the others! I'm afraid you think more of the jewels than of any words I may say and yet jewels are common enough!
She closed the copy of Euripides with reluctance, and, putting her hand into her pocket, took out a note she had just received, to mark the place. A moment or two later Maggie came in. "Still here, Prissie!" she exclaimed in her somewhat indifferent but good-natured voice. "What a bookworm you are turning into!" "I have been waiting for you to help me, if you will, Maggie," said Priscilla.
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