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It had remained for a long time in the state in which it had been left by its last dishonest, dirty occupants when they had been scared into going away by Bunting's rough threats of the police. But now it was in apple-pie order, with one paramount exception, of which Mrs. Bunting was painfully aware.

Nor did she pause until everything was in apple-pie order. Surely God was strengthening and comforting His own. Just consider; here was a young girl, now only sixteen years of age, who had the management of a miller's business, was a mother and sister in one to three young children, and, one is almost tempted to say, was also a tender, loving wife to a drunken, incapable father.

On receiving Dutton's telegram, he and his wife, who had given up all hopes of letting it for the winter, gladly laid down their best carpets, brought out their summer chintzes, and arranged everything in apple-pie order, for the cottage was taken for a month certain. Harry had not forgotten to order a piano to be hired from the nearest town.

"What a fool what a double-dyed fool!" he anathematized himself, as he got the motor ready to start, while Billy still ate apple-pie and cream on the kitchen veranda. In spite of Wisler's catechism he had let Angela accept Carmen's invitation, had even urged her to accept. If anything hideous happened it would be his fault. But no, surely nothing would happen. It was too bad to be true.

Peterkin, who would follow on with the carry-all. Mrs. Peterkin would take the arm-chair, and cushions were put in for Elizabeth Eliza, and more apple-pie for all. No more drops of rain appeared, though the clouds were thickening over the setting sun. "All the way back again," sighed Mrs. Peterkin, "when we might have stayed at home all day, and gone quietly out to the New Hall!"

He had just the faintest blush, and said modestly, 'I've been teaching one of the native women about the station. It was difficult. She had a distaste for the work. Thus this man had verily accomplished something. And he was devoted to his books, which were in apple-pie order. "Everything else in the station was in a muddle heads, things, buildings.

And then, well perhaps because we've everything so shabby at Old Place, I do like to see everything in such apple-pie order!" A little disappointed, he went on, "I fear it isn't your ideal house, Betty? Not your house of dreams?" And then, all at once, she knew that she couldn't answer him, for tears had welled up in her eyes, and choked her speech. Her house of dreams?

"Was it the apple-pie bed, or the lost keys, or the water in the boot, or the clothes-line across the road?" It was well that the Terror could spring with a cat's swiftness: Captain Baster's boot missed him by a hair's breadth. The Terror ran round the house, in at the back door and up to the bedroom of Erebus. "Waxy?" he cried joyously. "He's black in the face!

"No, thank you," said he. "Cheese is very good with apple-pie," said Fleda competently. "Is it?" said he laughing. "Well upon that I think you would teach me a good many things, Miss Fleda, if I were to stay here long enough." "I wish you would stay and try, sir," said Fleda, who did not know exactly what to make of the shade of seriousness which crossed his face. It was gone almost instantly.

"Won't you come in and rest a little, after your ride?" she asked; and without hesitation Mrs. Glendinning said she would like to, very much indeed; and tying the hone to the fence, she followed Polly into the house. The latter felt proud this morning of its apple-pie order. She drew up the best armchair, placed a footstool before it and herself carried in a tray with refreshments. Mrs.

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