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"That sounds reasonable enough," said Colin; "a fish wouldn't try to attack a dog." "That's what 'e said," the keeper continued; "and 'e bet me a 'arf sovereign on it. I didn't want to see the dog 'urt, but a bet's a bet, and there weren't no ladies present, so I took 'im up." "Well?" queried Colin, as the keeper stopped.
Bet's a wild one, and a desperate earnest one. Ef she could bring herself to say just once, 'I love you, Will. it 'ud be as good from her as if she said it every day. It's once and always with Bet. Well, I shouldn't ha' stayed now ef Dent hadn't let out that he meant to make up to her. Dent shan't cross her path if I can help it.
It's probably exhaustion more than anything else. Better get her to bed." A stimulant injected in Bet's arm soon brought her back to life, and when Auntie Gibbs had wrapped her in blankets and given her a hot drink, the blood began to circulate once more and she smiled up at the old housekeeper. "Don't worry, Auntie Gibbs, I'm tough!"
"They come from a dressmaker as is in a small way," designating the scraps by a gesture. "I clean up for 'er an' she lets me 'ave 'em. I make 'em up into anythink I can pin-cushions an' bags an' curtings an' balls. Nobody'd think wot they run to sometimes. Now an' then I sell some of 'em. Wot I can't sell I give away." "Drunken Bet's biby plays with 'er ball all day," said Glad.
After Bet's announcement, Auntie Gibbs flew to the kitchen and was already at work with mixing bowl and measuring cups. She was quite in her element at the prospect of company, and she took command like a general. Even the boys were put to work. One of the lights in the chandelier was not working, and Bob and Phil took off their coats, mounted a ladder and repaired the damage.
There see for yourself what he have said." The black-eyed girl held up a dirty piece of paper for Bet's inspection. Like a flash she took in the meaning of the few words scribbled on it. "This is to certify that I has sold the newspaper beat of my daughter, Elizabeth Granger, to Louisa Marks for the sum of fifteen shillings. "It's all right," said Louisa, as Bet handed her back the paper.
I won't be long, boys; I'm a hungered to see somebody my heart draws me, and I'm in pain. You won't be in any danger, dear lads, and I'll be back werry soon. I jest want to set eyes on one face that I'll never see no more. You won't be afeard, ef there's a locked door between you and father." The rare tears which scarcely ever came to her stood in Bet's eyes.
"She used to be so gay and happy that everyone loved her," Bet's voice was dreamy and seemed to come from far away. "And in these very rooms she held parties that were the talk of the Colonies, for all the great people here knew her and felt proud to be her guest." "I should think she must have been the most popular woman in America at that time." "I'm sure of it.
Bet's arms were aching, her eyes strained with the nerve tension and the strength that she was giving out to keep the boat from being engulfed. While Kit would have gladly relieved her, she had never handled a paddle in her life and now was not the time to experiment. "It can't be far now," muttered Bet between her clenched teeth. It seemed to the girl that she had been paddling for hours.
"Well, I can't go with you to-night, no how; I'm off home this minute." "Why, Bet, is yer mother took worse?" asked the voice. It vibrated again, and two sweet though rather wild-looking eyes gazed full into Bet's tired, white face. "Mother," said the girl. She made a valiant struggle, but no more words would come.
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