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The lady grew somewhat disturbed, for, from his previous exhibition of it, she had supposed there could be no limit to the child's appetite. "Is there anything wrong with it, Towsley? Doesn't it taste as nicely as the rest?" "Well, ma'am Miss Armacost, not quite. I think it's getting getting a little little bitter." The hostess checked another smile and proffered the beef which she had carved.
All that was clear to the reporter's mind of this announcement was that he was desired to enter and follow his guide; which he did into the cheerful basement breakfast-room, where Miss Armacost still sat. She had not gone upstairs since first coming down that morning, and she was white and tremulous.
Then she offered him the cheese, which he declined by a negative wave of his grimy hand; his mouth being at the instant too much occupied for speech. Before Miss Armacost had carved a slice of beef, as a second course for the young gentleman, his pie plate was empty. "Would you like another piece, Towsley?" "I'd like it, if you can spare it." "Oh! certainly. I am glad you enjoy it.
If this young fellow gives you any trouble just let me know. I'll attend to his case, short order; with a dose of picra or some other disagreeable stuff! But I wish you both the compliments of the season and this way out, please. Say good-by to nurse Brady, Towsley Lionel Armacost, and don't forget that but for her care you might not be starting on a sleigh-ride now."
"Maybe, after all, anything which pleases the children is not an unmitigated annoyance," observed Miss Armacost, reflectively. Jefferson brought the horses to a standstill and stepped down to loosen the robes about his mistress and help her alight, if need be. But Towsley had been before him.
A brilliant smile broke over the sharp little face upon the pillow. "No, I wouldn't, and you don't. Well, here it is;" and very briefly, but graphically, the alley vagrant sketched the story of his acquaintance with Miss Armacost and his flight from her house.
In a few moments there came out from that lower space where the two men were working a hearty peal of laughter; and eager to impart the solution of the ghost story, the reporter rejoined them. "Mice! Just mice 'and nothing more!" quoted the amused Mr. Graham. "Mice! How in the world could mice ring an electric bell?" asked Miss Armacost, as greatly astonished as relieved.
"Why, mistress! Whatever has happened? Your cloak is all dusty and your bonnet " Miss Armacost interrupted. She had not thought of any damage to her attire, and her servant's exclamation revived unpleasant ideas. After all, the neighbors might have seen and commented; might even, at that moment, be gazing at her from behind their lace curtains.
Miss Armacost led the way, Mary carried the moaning poodle, and Molly's curiosity, getting the better of all other considerations, forced her to bring up the rear. There followed a dreadful half-hour, in which the girl forgot that she should be at home, because of the hurry and excitement in Miss Lucy's upper sitting-room.
I wonder if I'm too late to get my papers? If I'm not, what a haul I'll make in these duds! Maybe enough to buy a suit for myself down at Cheap John's store. Then I'd have these wrapped in brown paper and sent back to Miss Armacost with my compliments. The compliments of Mister Towsley Lionel Towhead Armacost, esquire! Hi! ain't that a notion! But plague take these shoes!
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