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Could she get us there?" "Yes, she could get us there, if she would." "Oh!" cried Dorothy, "do do steer for the Land of Heart's Delight, Auntie Lisbeth; it sounds so pretty, and I'm sure Louise would like it ever so much." But Lisbeth only laughed, and tied another knot in the rudder-line. "The Land of Heart's Delight!" repeated Dorothy. "It sounds rather like Auntie's tale of the Fairy Prince.
It was Auntie's fault, not mine. I told her I was afraid of him." "Your aunt had been that gait with him herself, in her time?" "Oh, I don't know." "Yes, I twigged that and then the mealy-mouthed, filthy hag came over me. I on'y guessed, but you knew. Answer me;" and his grip tightened on her throat, and he shook her. "Answer." "Oh, I suppose so."
Platosha ceased speaking, and left the room.... She had hardly ever uttered such a long and animated speech in her life.... While Aratov thought, 'Auntie's right, I dare say.... I'm not used to it; that's all ... it actually was the first time his attention had ever happened to be drawn to a person of the female sex ... at least he had never noticed it before 'I mustn't give way to it.
"She isn't a little girl, she's a young lady," said Master Phil, putting on his lordly air, "and she's to come into the parlour and have some supper with me, and then some one must take her home to her auntie's house that's what I say." More to please Phil than from any wish for "supper," for she was really in a fidget to get home, Griselda let the little boy lead her into the parlour.
He had found the child on the main road, running very fast, and crying aloud. He had asked him to jump into his wagon; and Raby had replied: "Yes, sir: if you will whip your horse and make him run all the way to my house? My auntie's drowned in the lake;" and this was all the child had said. Poor Raby! his young nerves had entirely given way under the strain of those hours of anxious waiting.
She certainly was on Fifth Avenue, and perhaps, if she walked on, she should come to the number. "There isn't any house along here that looks like auntie's," said she, anxiously; "only they all look like it some. I never saw such a place as this city, So many same things right over, and over; and then, when you go into 'em, its just as different, and not the place you s'posed it was."
"This is what we generally get off Hatteras," says Vee, who has shown up in a green oiled silk outfit and has joined me in a sheltered spot under the bridge. "Isn't it perfectly gorgeous?" "It's all right for once," says I, "providin' it don't last too long. Everyone below enjoyin' it, are they?" "Oh, Auntie's been in her berth for hours," says Vee. "She never takes any chances. But Mrs.
"For it's ridiculous, auntie's thinking of riding!" Miss Sibyl considered. "She would be a figure of fun on a wheel; besides, she can never learn in this world!"
But I understand this one-act stuff is the thing to see just now, and I'd picked up a hunch that Vee and Auntie had planned to be in on this openin' until Auntie's sciatica developed so bad that they had to call it off. So it's me makin' the timely play with a couple of seats in E center and almost gettin' hugged for it.
"Don't!" said Betty in a fierce voice. "Do you want me to howl all night long?" "I won't! I won't!" said Sylvia. "Go on, Betty darling heroine that you are!" "Well, I went to her bureau straight away, and I took the packet. As a matter of fact, I already knew quite well that it was there; for I had often opened auntie's bureau and looked at her treasures, so I could lay my hands on it at once.
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