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As they passed down the yard, Arthur looked up at the window of the room he had lately left, where the light was still burning. 'Yes, sir, said Tip, following his glance. 'That's the governor's. She'll sit with him for another hour reading yesterday's paper to him, or something of that sort; and then she'll come out like a little ghost, and vanish away without a sound. 'I don't understand you.
"I suppose we'll have to invite her; I don't see how we can get out of it. I know just how she'll do, though. She'll walk about and pose and hold her nose up." "Really, I don't see how she can," commented Anna. "Now, I like Norah. She's much nicer. She doesn't think she's so much." "I like Norah, too," added Mrs. Cowperwood. "She's really very sweet, and to me she's prettier."
Not but that she's a tender, loving, obedient little soul; but when she's among the other young ones, there's a flyaway look about her that makes her seem more like a fairy than a child." "She's having rather a hard time learning Shaker ways, but she'll do better in time," sighed her mother. "She came to me of her own accord yesterday and asked: 'Bettent I have my curls cut off, Mardie?"
The tide was nearly out, and in another half-hour the flats would be bare. "I wonder if she'll get stuck again," said Edna, with interest, shading her eyes to look. "Cricket! Cricket! don't forget the tide!" she called, making a speaking-tube of her hands. "No," called Cricket, in reply, "I'm only going a little distance, just for exercise."
However, she replied to her complaint: "Ah, sure, woman dear, like enough she might be here to-morra." "And if she is, she'll be very apt to not get e'er a chuck or a chucken off of me not the feather of a one," said Mrs.
I thought the maiden looked a trifle pale in contrast with her light silk, but perhaps it was the shadow of the tree she stood under; but I muttered, "Even his critical taste can find no fault with that form and face; she'll grace his princely home, and none will recognize the truth more clearly than he."
I've been turnin' out another school of swordfish and whales, too. Why don't you run in and look 'em over?" She clapped her hands. "Oh, may I?" she cried. "I've wanted to ever and ever so much, but Mamma said not to because it might annoy you. Wouldn't it annoy you, TRULY?" "Not a bit." "Oh, goody! And might Petunia come, too?" "Um-hm. Only," gravely, "she'll have to promise not to talk too much.
Toller would have old Toller in the workhouse one of these days if he didn't watch it. I could have said, 'She'll be keeping three servants next, and she can't keep one as it is. Mabel would have loved that. She'd have laughed." He thought, "Why should she love that sort of tripe gossip?" He thought, "Damn it, why shouldn't she? Why should I mind? Why should I rustle the newspaper?
She'll be round some day to see you. Sorry I can't ask you in, but Mr. Fenner's pretty sick. Oh, just the grip I guess. He'll soon be all right." She began to realize that the woman was in a hurry to get rid of her and she hastened away, relieved yet puzzled at the whole affair.
"Expecting a new lodger?" asked Mavis. "It's my daughter, Mrs Perkins; she's telegraphed to say she's coming down from Kensington for a few days." "She'll be a help." Mrs Budd's face fell as she said: "Well, miss, she comes from Kensington, and she has a baby." "Is she bringing that too?" "And her nurse," declared Mrs Budd, not without a touch of pride.
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