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Peter answered pretty snappy: "'Cause there's only two or three jobs that a long-haired image like him could hold down," he says. "I'd call him a musician if he could play 'Bedelia' on a jews'-harp; but he can't, so's he's got to be a poet." And a poet he was for the next week or so.
"I I told him you would be up soon," stammered the poor, man-hating ex-governess. "You did?" said Miss Guile, with what was supposed to be a deadly look in her eyes. "Well, he enquired," said the other. "Anything else?" domineered the beauty. "I forgot to mention one thing. He did ask me if your name was really Bedelia." "And what did you tell him?" cried the girl, in sudden agitation.
Dank gave his prince a disgusted look, and smoked on in silence. His dignity was ruffled. "Her Christian name is Bedelia," ventured Robin, after a pause. "That doesn't get us anywhere," said Dank sourly. "And her mother is Irish." "Which accounts for those wonderful Irish blue eyes that " "So you've noticed them, eh?" "Naturally." "I consider them a very dark grey."
I don't want any more sessions with Bedelia like I had last time you left the kitchen all messed up with your candy. What are you doing?" Mary V licked a dab of loganberry jelly from her left thumb and answered with her face turned toward the open window nearest the porch where her mother sat rocking peacefully. "Oh, for gracious sake, mom! I'm only putting up a little lunch before I go to bed.
I cabled to her from Paris. There is no more to be said." His face fell. "Did she tell you everything?" "She said no more than that R. Schmidt is the finest boy in all the world." Suddenly her face paled. "You are never never to breathe a word of this to to Bedelia," she whispered. "But her father? What will he say to " "Her father has said all that can be said," she broke in quietly.
She did not even play "Robin Adair"; she played "Bedelia" and all the new cake-walks, for she was her father's housekeeper, and rightly looked upon the office as being the same as that of his heart-keeper. Therefore it was her affair to keep both house and heart in what state of cheerfulness might be contrived.
For answer, Bedelia threatened to quit, declaring shrilly that she would not work where nothing was safe under lock and key, and a girl might work her fingers to the bone putting up jell for spoiled, ungrateful, meddlesome Matties to waste, and so forth and so on. Mary V wisely withdrew from the kitchen without having her question answered. She asked no more questions of any one.
"I stole out through the back door, and sent Marie out with one of the porters to head you off. Then I came on here. I didn't even stop to change my gown." "Hide and seek is a bully game," said he. "It can't last much longer, Bedelia. I think it is only right that we should go to your father and tell him that everything is all right. It is his due.
I was no more deliberate, no more reprehensible than you. Am I more guilty of deceit than you?" He gave a great sigh of relief. "You are right," he said. "It is my turn to confess. I have known for many days that you are not Bedelia Guile. We are quits." She laughed softly. "I rather like Bedelia. I think I shall keep it as a good-luck name.
This in answer to a knock at the door, and Bedelia, for such was the lady attendant's name, reappeared. "The man down at the door below sez as how he has no card wid him, but that yez knows him very well already. He sez he's a customer." "A what?" yelled Handy. "A customer," shouted back Bedelia.
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