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"Yes'm but I I only copied it," responded the culprit. "Who gave you the original?" "Rose." "Where did she get it?" "I I don't know Miss Hill. Really and tru truly I don't," faltered Helen, beginning to cry again. Gail and Ruth also disclaimed any knowledge of the verse, except that it had been put into their hands by Rose. They had read it, copied it, written notes about it and discussed it.
About four o'clock his work was finished, and we invited him to come in and sit awhile. "Now, Ben," I said, and we seated ourselves for a conference. "Mr. Jones," said I, "you came from the South, did you?" "'Pears like I did, Miss, an' it's a mighty cool country yere; I'm nigh froze in de winter, I is sartin." "Were you a slave?" "Yes'm," and the old man gave a long sigh.
Dancer says he'll come at nine o'clock, or as soon after as makes no matter. In delivering the message the servant gave a shrewd, comprehending, sympathetic smile, as if to say: 'I am just as excited about your plot as you are. 'Thank you, Sarah. That will do. Aunt Annie dismissed her frigidly. 'Yes'm.
"Well, judging by your expression, darling, you were miles away, too," said the irrepressible Wallace. "How are you, Brunhilde? Ich liebe dich! Yes'm, we ought to be miles away, but to tell you the honest truth, the season is simply ROTTEN here on the coast. We've bust up, for the moment, but dry those tears. Here's my contract for seven weeks in San Francisco seven plays.
"Yes'm," said Gypsy, quite bewildered by her mother's grave manner, and thinking up all the wrong things she had done for a week. "You haven't asked about your cousin, Joy," said her mother, interrupting her thinking. "Oh!—how is she?" said Gypsy, looking somewhat ashamed. "I am sorry for the child," said Mrs. Breynton, musingly. "What's going to become of her? Who's going to take care of her?"
"Please, is this a party?" she asked. The young woman stared. "A party!" she repeated dazedly. "Yes'm. I mean, is it all right for me to be here?" "For you to be here? Why, of course. It's for for everybody!" exclaimed the young woman. "Oh, that's all right, then. I'm glad I came," beamed Pollyanna.
"Don't say yes'm say Aunt Sally. Where'd she get aground?" I didn't rightly know what to say, because I didn't know whether the boat would be coming up the river or down. But I go a good deal on instinct; and my instinct said she would be coming up from down towards Orleans. That didn't help me much, though; for I didn't know the names of bars down that way.
"They can have the whole blamed country for all of me! I don't want it." It was so exactly the way I felt that even though he said something worse than "blamed," I gave a shriek of delight, and my companion pounded the pillow in her cooperation of the sentiment. "You are an American and you are Southern," I said. "Yes'm. How did you know?" "By your accent." "Yes'm, I was born in Virginia.
"Yes'm," her eyes snapping, "an orange." Sara opened a package, and took out two. "What will you do with this, if I'll give it to you?" pointing to the extra one. "I'll hide 'em both till pa gets away, an' then I'll divvy up with Nan and Jack, and Ma and baby," was the ready answer. Sara handed over the two yellow globes. "That's right!
"Yes'm," muttered Mickey miserably. "But why?" insisted Miss Putnam. "And Mrs. Graham told me that the Morrison boy and girl did it." "Guess she thought she saw 'em it was most dark," said Mickey. "But it wasn't Roddy and Betty. I did it, and Nina, my little sister, helped me." "But why?" persisted Miss Putnam. "I never should have thought it of you, Mickey, never."
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