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The plan of the Boarder had been to leave the walls rough and unfinished till their settling process should be accomplished, but Amarilly, absorbed heart and soul in this first experience of making a nesting place, pleaded for paper "quiet, pretty paper with soft colors," she implored, Derry's teachings now beginning to bear fruit in Amarilly's development of the artistic.
The Jenkins children, accustomed to the vernacular of the profession, were eager to participate in a rehearsal, and they scampered boisterously to the kitchen precincts. Amarilly, as stage director, provided seats at the table for herself, her mother, Flamingus, Gus, the baby, and the Boarder, the long-suffering, many-roled family cat personating the latter as understudy.
At the beginning of the next week a ten-dollar bill came from Colette, "to buy jellies and things for Iry," she wrote. A similar contribution came from John Meredith. "We air on Easy Street onct more!" cried Amarilly joyfully. "I hate to take the money from them," sighed Mrs. Jenkins. "We'll make it up to them when we kin work agin," consoled Amarilly.
"I thought they could eat more natural," whispered the considerate little Amarilly to Colette, "if there weren't no strangers with them." Colette, John, and Derry were also honored with a separate table. Mrs. Hudgers and Amarilly "dished up and poured" in the woodshed, while the boys acted as waiters, having been thoroughly trained by Amarilly for the occasion.
"Forty-eight dollars!" he cried gleefully, giving Flam, Milt and Gus exultant glances, "Beat the hull of ye, except Bud!" "How in the world did you ever do it on paper routes?" asked Amarilly wonderingly. Bobby winked at his mother. "Shall we tell our secret?" he asked. "You tell, Ma."
For once Colette did not laugh at the chronicles of the Jenkins family. A very tender look came into her flashing eyes. "That is very sweet in him in the Boarder to feel that way and to be so tender with Lily Rose. She ought to be very happy with a love and protection like that awaiting her." "Yes," assented Amarilly; "it must be very nice to feel like that, and Mr.
"I believe I will tell him " Amarilly deemed it a fitting time to depart, and she hastened to assure Lily Rose that it was "all right." "Miss King will speak to Mr. St. John about marrying you, and she will ask him to wear our surplice. She's going to send you flowers lilies of the valley and roses. It all would be perfect, Lily Rose, if only you had a white dress!"
You see the measure of a maid is her pure English." Amarilly looked distressed. "What's the matter, Amarilly? Don't you want to learn to speak properly?" "Yes, I do, Mr. Derry; but Miss King she don't want me to speak diff'rent. She likes to hear me talk ignorant, and she said she was afeard you'd make me brom " "Brom?" he repeated. "There was some more to it, but I fergit."
"I have my model engaged, and I had intended to have you borrow a surplice for me, but you may ask your little customer to rent me her gown for a couple of days." On receipt of this request delivered through the medium of the ticket- seller, Amarilly promptly appeared at the studio.
Why, what's the matter, child," springing to her side, "tears? I forgot it was your first experience in posing. Why didn't you tell me you were tired?" "I wan't tired," she half sobbed. "Well, what is it? Tell me." "I'm afeerd you'll laugh at me." "Not on your life! And your word for to-day, Amarilly, is afraid. Remember. Never afeerd."
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