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She was affirming in no doubtful voice to Miss Stetson: "There is no reason that I should try to justify myself or endeavor to prove that my faculties are unimpaired, unless I choose to do so, but I prefer to convince both you and Mrs. Bonnell that I generally know what I am talking about. You will find that door securely locked!"
They saw Mr. Reeves and his family and Mr. Bonnell come in on the other side, and the latter did not rest until he had found them and sent over a bright, quick nod. The platform was beautiful by a tall vase of roses at the side of the white reading-desk, and Eloise listened eagerly to the voices of the man and woman who alternately read the morning lesson.
Evringham stonily gazing from her chair. "Ah, how do you do?" he called laughingly. "Jove, he is a good looking chap!" thought the host, and Bonnell set Jewel down at his feet with such velocity that Anna Belle was cast heavily to earth. "A thousand pardons!" exclaimed Nat, catching up the doll by the skirt and restoring her. Jewel gave him a bright look.
"You remember my speaking of Nat the other day?" she asked. "This is he. Mr. Bonnell, this is my cousin Jewel Evringham. She is landscape gardening just now, and may not feel like giving you her hand." "I can wash it," said Jewel, dipping the earthy member in the brook, wiping it on the grass, and placing it in the large one that was offered her. "How did you ever find us?
Ought we to call Miss Stetson?" "Miss Stetson!" snapped Sally. "If she is ill she would rather see the old Nick himself than Miss Stetson. I'll run and get Mrs. Bonnell." In spite of her anxiety Aileen laughed. True enough, Miss Stetson was not exactly the person to call in when one was ill. "That's true, Mrs. Bonnell will be the one to call. But I wish Bev would answer.
Bonnell and some of the teachers had been painfully alive to all this for a long time. Two or three of the instructors had resigned and sought positions elsewhere, unable to work in the unhappy atmosphere which Miss Woodhull created. Once Mrs.
"Hardly, as you may convince yourself by merely looking." Miss Woodhull did look and for a moment felt as though caught in the spell of that mystic night. Beverly Ashby stood laughing and talking with Sally Conant, Aileen and Mrs. Bonnell, as merry a little Tweedle-dum as one could picture. Miss Woodhull caught her eye and motioned her to approach.
It it wor lef' over by Aunt Mandy f'om de washin'. She ain' think, ha ha, she ain' think de bluin' in it mak' no diff'ence, he-he-he . Please, ma'am, scuse me, I can't stan' fo' no mo," and Wesley beat a hasty retreat. Juno Daphne departed that afternoon, Mrs. Bonnell wishing to avoid the services of a coroner.
In this posse were Hudgens and his brother, Johnny Hudgens, Jim Watts, John Mosby, Jim Brent, J. P. Langston, Ed. Bonnell, W. G. Dorsey, J. W. Bell, J. P. Eaker, Charles Kelly, and Jimmy Carlyle. They bayed up the Kid and his gang in the Greathouse ranch, forty miles from White Oaks, and laid siege, although the weather was bitterly cold and the party had not supplies or blankets for a long stay.
A gentle ease with her grandfather replaced her old manner. Her mother determined to try an experiment. "You could never guess who called to-day, Eloise," she said suddenly. Her daughter looked up from her coffee. "No. Who was it?" "Nat Bonnell." "Really!" The girl's tone indicated great surprise, and that only. "I wish I might have seen him."
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