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Adlerfeld made their heads ready for manipulation. "You just put your hands this way, right up under your hair," Polly spread out her fingers, "and clutch at the scalp hard, as if you were going to pull it off. Go all over the head, again and again for five minutes two or three times a day. Aunt Susie says it will make the hair grow like fun."
We've all enjoyed it so much! Father and he just took to each other. You ought to have heard them talk! I believe he knows every book that ever was written! We had such fun! Father and mother never saw Mrs. Adlerfeld very much, and they think she is just charming. They used to go to school together in Sweden. His wife died three years ago, and he has a son and daughter, both married.
"I don't like them very," answered the little Swedish widow. "Mis' Adlerfeld puts it politely." laughed Miss Crilly. "I'll tell you what they are, they are like the little girl in the rhyme with a difference, 'When they're bad, they're very, very bad, And when they're good, they're horrid!"
Randolph with a pleased smile. "So he is one of your favorites as well as mine!" "Yes, I like him very." Her little sunny face beamed with pleasure. "His book is more educating as many things said by a teacher." "He is a good teacher." "I wish he had not put in tobacco," scowled Mrs. Adlerfeld. "There are a many things better as tobacco." "You have not tried it," he returned.
I am not sure that her name is Elise." "Her husband's name was Hans Adlerfeld." "I don't know anything about him," Polly replied; "but there's only one Mrs. Adlerfeld there. She is a dear! I love her!" The man's face flushed with pleasure. "Then you may, perhaps, help me. I have sought her these two years, and only now have I found her!
"It sometimes takes courage to do that," smiled Mrs. Albright. "I hope you had a good cook. How much people think of eating! I don't blame 'em either. Nobody enjoys anything better than for instance, a lunch like this." "Robert Louis Stevenson did," spoke up Mrs. Adlerfeld.
Miss Sterling rose. "You will, Miss Nita?" Polly clung to her hand. "Yes, but not with this dress on." "I bid many thanks to you," said Mrs. Adlerfeld quaintly; "I shall like to go very." Having made sure of the others, Polly ran off to make her invitation general, stopping at various doors on her way downstairs.
Doodles ran quickly to Miss Lily's side and they took place at the head of the little procession. Colonel Gresham and Mrs. Adlerfeld came next. "Oh, I'm so glad!" thought Juanita Sterling, catching a sight of the little Swedish woman's happy face.
"Isn't there something we can talk about besides that detestable man! How did Colonel Gresham enjoy Mrs. Adlerfeld?" "I don't know. I haven't seen him. I guess I'd better go. Mother may want me." Polly walked slowly toward the door. "I hope I shall be in a more agreeable mood when you come next time," smiled Miss Sterling. "I hope so," replied Polly soberly.
Miss Sterling gave a smiling nod across the bed. She and Polly were putting on the covers. "I think you've been growing stronger since the picnic. Maybe it was the outdoors. Father says there's nothing like it for nerves. I wish we could have another, now your ankle is all well; but it is too late for to-day. Why can't we go to walk, you and Mrs. Adlerfeld and Mrs.
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