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The people were on their feet in a moment and there was a grand rush for the outside. The panic, so it was said afterward, was about equal to "the little schoolma'am's earthquake." "It's the Pollard and Rolfe boys," explained Mr. Templeton. "Ho! I know where they are!" cried Jimmy, "They're all right. They're only digging a cave in the side of a sand-bank." "Show us where!
She offered to give us back our two dollars per, but of course nobody was piker enough to take her up on it. We went ahead and had the dance with harmonicas and a fiddle, and made out all right. Looks to me like the schoolma'am's all to the good. She's got the dance money " It was of no use. Lance found he could not listen to that man talking about Mary Hope.
Poor Bridget, or Biddy, our red-armed maid of all work! What must she do but buy a small copper breast-pin and put it under "Schoolma'am's" plate that morning, at breakfast? And Schoolma'am would wear it, though I made her cover it, as well as I could, with a tea-rose. It was my last breakfast as a boarder, and I could not leave them in utter silence.
"I'm not sure I want you to. There are other things to an entertainment besides reciting things. I only want you to promise that you will help me out. You will, won't you?" The schoolma'am's eyes, besides being pretty, were often disconcertingly direct in their gaze. Happy Jack wriggled and looked toward the door, which suddenly seemed a very long way off.
Poor Bridget, or Biddy, our red-armed maid of all work! What must she do but buy a small copper breast-pin and put it under "Schoolma'am's" plate that morning, at breakfast? And Schoolma'am would wear it, though I made her cover it, as well as I could, with a tea-rose. It was my last breakfast as a boarder, and I could not leave them in utter silence.
They called it "the little schoolma'am's earthquake"; and the little schoolma'am heard of it and almost wished it had been a real earthquake and had swallowed her up. "Oh, Papa Dunlee! Oh, Mamma Dunlee!" she cried, her cheeks crimson, her eyelids swollen from weeping. "I keep finding out that I'm not half so much of a girl as I thought I was! What does make me do such ridiculous things?"
Close beside her they stopped, and for a space that seemed to her long minutes there was no sound. "Say hello to me won't you, Girlie?" said a wistful voice that thrilled to the tips of the schoolma'am's shaking fingers. She dropped her hands then, reluctantly. Her lips quivered as Weary had never before seen them do. "Hello," she obeyed, faintly. He stood for a moment, studying her face.
"I guess I do," cried the schoolma'am very emphatically. "I just guess I know something about that, myself. Oh you dear, great, tall " Something happened just then to the schoolma'am's lips, so that she could not finish the sentence.
Poor Bridget, or Biddy, our red-armed maid of all work! What must she do but buy a small copper breast-pin and put it under "Schoolma'am's" plate that morning, at breakfast? And Schoolma'am would wear it, though I made her cover it, as well as I could, with a tea-rose. It was my last breakfast as a boarder, and I could not leave them in utter silence.
The cloud grew and grew and began drifting down the trail, and behind it a black something rose over the hilltop and followed it, so proclaiming itself a horseman galloping swiftly towards her. The color spread from the schoolma'am's cheeks to her brow and throat. Her fingers forgot their cunning and plucked harrowing discords from the strings, but her lips were parted and smiling tremulously.
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