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De fus' robber den made a bolt ter get away, but de cap'n's men cotch 'im. 'Tie his han's 'hind his back, an' shoot him if he tries to run agin, said de cap'n; den he say to Missy Roberta: 'Go in your moder's room. Don't leave it without my permission.
And as he so stood, the eyes of the Capitaine, the Count de Lasselles, fell upon him and he started forward as far as the length of the chain by which he was bound would allow him and from there held out his hand to the frozen boy standing in the stream of light from high heaven. "My most beautiful lady Roberta, do I find that it is you who have come to my rescue?" he questioned.
So she shut herself in with her books and her thoughts, wondered whether being on the campus would really make any difference in her feelings about college, and stayed on only because of her devotion to Mary and her unwillingness to disappoint her father, who was very proud of "my daughter at Harding." Roberta loved children, and she and the smallest sister instantly became fast friends.
Is there anything you'd specially like to do yourself?" he bethought himself at this stage to inquire. Roberta shrugged her shoulders. "Of course it seems tame to propose settling down by the living-room fire and popping corn, after we get back and have got into our dry clothes," said she, "but " Ted grinned. "That's the stuff," he acknowledged.
On the way back to her room she danced up the stairs in her most joyous fashion, and when Mary Brooks, coming up from escorting Roberta to the door, intercepted her and demanded where she had been all the evening, she chanted, "Curiosity killed a cat," and fled from Mary's wrath with a little shriek of delight, exactly as if there were no such things in the world as plagiarism and hard-hearted editors.
Roberta, in her furry wrappings, was as vivid as a flower. Her eyes looked black beneath their dusky lashes, and her cheeks were brilliant with the touch of the winter wind. "When did you come? How did you find your father and mother?" inquired Roberta demurely. "Well and hearty as ever, and apparently glad to see their son as he was to see them.
"Oh," said Phyllis, "my heart's thumping like a steam-engine right under my sash, too." "Nonsense," said Peter, "people's hearts aren't under their sashes." "I don't care mine is," said Phyllis. "If you're going to talk like a poetry-book," said Peter, "my heart's in my mouth." "My heart's in my boots if you come to that," said Roberta; "but do come on he'll think we're idiots."
And beneath his breath he said: "I don't see how you can bring yourself to say them, you modern girl. You'd never let a real husband feel his power that way, I'll wager. If you did well it would go to his head, I'm sure of that. What an idiot I am to think I could ever make her look at me the way she looked even at that schoolgirl Petruchio with a clever imitation of devotion. O Roberta Gray!
I pursued, but the chief of Noo-Nau had killed him for it before I got there. Oh, yes, there are many dead men represented on the table there. Have a drink, Captain. Your face is not familiar. You are new in the islands?" "It's Captain Robinson of the Roberta," Grief said, introducing them. In the meantime Mulhall had shaken hands with Peter Gee.
And away she went. Lawrence shut down the window, and hopped back to the fire. "There is my last chance gone," said he to himself. "I suppose I may as well take old Mrs Keswick's advice, and wait for fair weather. But, even then, who can say what sort of sky Roberta March will show?"
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