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"For HER," grunted Jimmy, and he nodded toward the bundle in Aggie's arms. "HER!" cried Zoie and Aggie in chorus. Zoie shut her lips hard and gazed at him with contempt. "I might have known you'd get the wrong kind," she said. What Jimmy thought about the ingratitude of woman was not to be expressed in language.
"Oh there are things in Nanda !" The others exchanged a glance at this, while their companion added: "Little Aggie's really the sort of creature she would have liked to be able to be." "Well," Mitchy said, "I should have adored her even if she HAD been able." Mrs.
Little circles of grease melted out of them on to the plate, and Tufik, wide-eyed with triumph, sweetly wistful over Tish's tooth, humble and joyous in one minute, stood by the cake plate and fed them to us! I caught Aggie's agonized eye, but there was nothing else to do. Were we not his friends? And had he not made this delicacy for us?
"That's right, my dear; always stick to those who are good to you." A few days after this, as James was sailing the toy boat, for Aggie's amusement, in a pool, a boy sauntered up. He was somewhat taller than James Walsham, and at least two years older. He was well dressed, and James knew him as the nephew and heir of the squire. It was not often that Richard Horton came down into the village.
"They give ye five shillings a turn, and if yer good for anythink ye may do six turns of a Sunday night, not ter speak of special nights, and friendly leads and sech." When Glory got out at the Temple Aggie's head was resting on Charlie's shoulder, and her little gloved fingers were lightly clasped in his hand. On the second night Glory had conquered a good deal of her pride.
After Aggie's vigorous comment there followed a long silence. That volatile young person, little troubled as she was by sensitiveness, guessed the fact that just now further discussion of the event would be distasteful to Mary, and so she betook herself discreetly to a cigarette and the illustrations of a popular magazine devoted to the stage.
We were surprised, however, to find that Hutchins, who had detested Mr. McDonald, was rather on Aggie's side. "The fact that he has but a few more hours," she said to Tish, "is an excellent reason for making those hours as little wretched as possible." It was really due to Hutchins, therefore, that Mr. McDonald had a luncheon.
"We will walk back to the house with you," said Magdalen, and she led the way with her father. "I wish you would tell your Aunt Mary," he said to Magdalen as they walked on, "that I will not have her servants wandering in Lindley wood. Jones tells me they were there again last Sunday with a dog, that accursed little yapping wool mat of Aunt Aggie's! I simply won't stand it.
When his conscience reproached him for pretending he knew more Latin than he did, he told it that he would soon know heaps. If all by himself, in cold blood, and for no particular reason, he could keep slogging away at a difficult language evening after evening, what couldn't he do with Aggie's love as an incentive?
The atmosphere was not cleared by Aggie's taking the Cluny-lace centerpiece to the cemetery and placing it, with my sheaf, on Mr. Wiggins's grave. As we got into Tish's machine to go back, Aggie was undeniably peevish. She caught cold, too, and was sneezing as she always does when she is irritated or excited.
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