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Steve turned to Barby. "I think you'll enjoy it, because the girl is just your age, and she's a very friendly and pleasant young lady." Barby looked pleased and excited. "What's her name?" "Janice. Janice Miller." "Is the scientist Dr. Walter Miller by any chance?" Hartson Brant asked quickly. "Exactly right. Do you know him?" "Not personally.
Now Georgina could not understand why she had brought up the subject. It had been uppermost in her mind all evening, but every time it reached the tip of her tongue she drove it back. That is, until this last time. Then it seemed to say itself. Having gone this far she could not lightly change the subject as an older person might have done. Barby was waiting for an answer.
So come here to Barby and listen or else go off to your own corner and play with your whirligig." Usually, at the mention of some particularly pleasing toy Georgina would trot off happily to find it; but to-day she stood with her face drawn into a rebellious pucker and scowled at her mother savagely.
Aunt Miriam hugged and kissed her before speaking. "I'll teach you what I know, my darling; and now we'll go right off and see Barby we shall catch her just in a good time." It was a poor little unpainted house, standing back from the road, and with a double row of boards laid down to serve as a path to it. But this board-walk was scrubbed perfectly clean. They went in without knocking.
"It's something like the kelpies and brownies Barby used to tell about that were in England long time ago," said Doris, big-eyed. "They hid tools and ate up the food and spoiled the milk and the bread, turning it to stone. They went away perhaps someone burned them up." Aunt Priscilla gave her sniff. To be compared with such childish stuff! "It was very curious," said Mrs. Leverett.
"I was just a thinkin," said Barby; "Mis' Douglass sent round to know if Mis' Rossitur would like a piece of fresh meat Earl's been killing a sheep there's a nice quarter, she says, if she'd like to have it." "A quarter of mutton?" said Fleda, "I don't know no, I think not, Barby; I don't know when we should be able to pay it back again.
"I must go over to Queechy Run for a minute, on business I'll be home before supper I should have been back by this time, but Philetus has gone to bed with a headache, and I had to take care of the cows." "Three times and out," said Barby. And then Hugh has to take it. It has saved so many Elephants that's one thing."
Don't let us forget that, and forget him." "I do, always," said Barby crying, "forget everything. Fleda, I wish you'd pray for me when you are far away, for I ain't as good as you be." "Dear Barby," said Fleda, touching her shoulder affectionately, "I haven't waited to be far away to do that."
"I think it's a great shame," said another small boy, "to have such a hard run for the last day." "Which run is it?" said Tadpole. "Oh, the Barby run, I hear," answered the other; "nine miles at least, and hard ground; no chance of getting in at the finish, unless you're a first-rate scud."
But when it came to the bathing suits, she debated over the large selection for an hour before choosing two that were identical except for color. Rick and Scotty waited impatiently, now and then prodding Barby to hurry up. She refused to be hurried. Back at Spindrift, Jan met them with a greeting. "That certainly didn't take long! Barby, how on earth could you pick these out so quickly?"
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