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He advanced toward her now. "Sha'n't Tommy push the baby-carriage up to the house for you, Miss Eudora?" he said, in his cracked old voice. Eudora flushed slightly, and, as if in response, the old man flushed, also. "No, I thank you, Wilson," she said, and moved on. The boy, who was raking dry leaves, stood gazing at them with a shrewd, whimsical expression. He was the old man's grandson.
Josephine wore her hair in a braided loop, tied with a bow of black ribbon. Maria seized upon this loop of brown braids, and hung. She was enough shorter than Josephine to render it effectual. Josephine's head was bent backward and she was helpless, unless she let go of the baby-carriage.
Tippengray, Ida Mayberry was sitting at his other side, and the everlasting baby-carriage was standing near by. The Greek scholar and the nurse-maid each had a book, but these were closed, and Mr. Tippengray was talking with great earnestness and animation, while the young women appeared to be listening with eager interest. It was plain that the two were taking a lesson in something or other.
That lady hesitated a few moments, and then, remembering some shopping she would like to do, accepted; and the attention of Miss Mayberry having been called to the baby-carriage behind the tree, the two ladies drove off. Ida Mayberry gazed for a moment at the parting vehicle, and then, turning to Mr. Beam, she said: "She might at least have thanked me for getting her out of that scrape."
As for Winona herself, she was Spartan enough to restore the little lad to his baby-carriage, and to busy herself in reflecting whether the spot of blood on her robin's-egg blue morning wrapper would wash out.
When I'd been naughty fifty, sixty, five hundred times, then she forgave me; but now she can't forgive me any more; it isn't possible." Dotty staggered against a girl who was drawing a baby-carriage, but recovered herself. "It isn't possible to forgive me any more. She told me not to go on the water, and I went. She told me not to have temper, and I had it.
Edith and Cicely are waiting at the gate." "Which teacher is going with us?" asked Toinette, suspiciously. "Teacher?" echoed Ruth. "Why, none, of course. Why don't you ask if we are going in a baby-carriage?" and she laughed as she slipped her arm through Toinette's. "You don't mean to say that we will be allowed to go by ourselves?"
And so, fore-warned, the Scarlet Car crawled up the main street of Rye as demurely as a baby-carriage, and then, having safely reached a point directly in front of the police station, with a loud and ostentatious report, blew up another tire. "Well," said Sam crossly, "they can't arrest US for speeding." "Whatever happens," said his sister, "take it as a joke."
Your father married her, and she's your ma, and you can't help yourself. Lemme go, or I'll tell on you." "Tell, if you want to," said Maria, firmly, actually swinging with her whole weight from Josephine's loop of braids. "Let go my baby." Josephine screamed again, with her head bent backward, and the baby-carriage tilted perilously.
"I should say she did!" exclaimed Miss Jane; "to put that screaming, suffering child in the baby-carriage and run all the way to the doctor's when there wasn't a soul on hand to advise her! Two or three more such actions would make the Simpson name sound consid'rable sweeter in this neighborhood."
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