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"Oh," said the Imp, regarding me with a puzzled expression; "are they nice I mean do they ever read to out of the history book, and help you to sail boats, an' paddle?" "Paddle?" I repeated "Yes. My Auntie Lisbeth does. The other day we got up awfull' early an' went for a walk an' we came to the river, so we took off our shoes an' stockings an' we paddled; it was ever so jolly, you know.

"I see it." "It's awfull' big, an' round, isn't it?" "Yes, it's very big, and very round." "An' rather yellow, isn't it?" "Very yellow!" "Just like a great, big golden sovereign, isn't it" "Very much like a sovereign, my Porges." "Well, do you know, I was wondering if there was any chance that it was a Money Moon?" They were leaning out at the lattice, Small Porges, and Big Porges.

He also tied my hands behind me, although I kicked as hard as possable, and can do so very well, owing to skating and so on. How awfull were my sensations as I thus sat facing Death, and remembering that I had often been excused from Chapel when not necesary, and had been confirmed while pretending to know the Creed while not doing so.

"Well, you see, it doesn't rest with me altogether, my Porges." "Then who " he was beginning, but Anthea's soft voice interrupted him. "Georgy dear, didn't Prudence send you to tell us that breakfast was ready?" "Oh yes! I was forgetting, awfull' silly of me wasn't it! But you are going to stay Oh a long, long time, aren't you, Uncle Porges?" "I sincerely Hope so!" answered Bellew.

I shouldn't object so much to becoming a red-skin for a time but Blood-in-the-Eye! Really, Dorothy, I'm afraid I couldn't manage that." "He was very brave," returned Dorothy, "and awfull' strong, and could could 'throw his lance with such unerring aim, as to pin his foe to the nearest tree in the twinkle of an eye. That's in the book, you know."

The cook and that new Butler are fighting something awfull." Jane and I exchanged glances. "Hannah," I said, in a low tone, "I can only say this. If you but do your part you may avert a great calamaty." "My God, Miss Bab!" she cried. "That cook's a German. I said so from the beginning." "Not the cook, Hannah." We were all silent. It was a terrable moment.

"Along the river there's a tree very big an' awfull' fat, you know, with a lot of stickie-out branches, an' a hole in its stomach they're in there." "Reginald!" called Lisbeth. "Up stream or down?" "That way," he answered, pointing vaguely down stream; and with a nod that brought the yellow curls over his eyes he scampered off.

"I really ought to be very, very angry with you both of you, she said, trying to frown. "No, don't be angry with us, Auntie Lisbeth," pleaded the Imp, "'cause you are a lovely lady in a castle grim, an' we are two gallant knights, so we had to come an' rescue you; an' you never came to kiss me good-night, an' I'm awfull' sorry 'bout painting Dorothy's face really!"

Selwyn-do! I ran away, only I could tell she was awfull' angry with Mr. Selwyn an' that's all!" I rose to my knees and caught the Imp by the shoulders. "Imp," I cried, "are you sure quite sure that she was angry with Mr. Selwyn yesterday morning?" "'Course I am. I always know when Auntie Lisbeth's angry. An' now let's go an' play at 'Blasted Oaks."

"He's always so so awfull' clean, an' wears a little moustache with teeny sharp points on it. "Any one who does that deserves all he gets," I said, shaking my head. "And what is his name?" "The Honourable Frank Selwyn, an' he lives at Selwyn Park the next house to ours." "Oho!" I exclaimed, and whistled.

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