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At this doleful tale, Jacky, who is lying about in some other corner, explodes merrily, Pussy following suit; but the Boodie, who is plainly annoyed at this frivolous allusion to her favorite, maintains her gravity and her dignity at the same time. "Nobody would eat Roger," she says. "Why not? Like 'the boy, Billie, he is still 'young and tender."
"Bring some crackers," says the Boodie, suddenly warming into life, and so far condescending to notice Sir Christopher as to roll round her portly person until she lies prone upon her back. From this dignified position she eyes Sir Christopher magisterially. "Real crackers, mind," she says severely, "that will say c-r-r-rack, and show fire! those last you brought" contemptuously "were a humbug!"
When the whispering has reached a certain point, the Boodie gives Jacky an encouraging push, whereupon that young hero darts away from her side like an arrow from a bow, and disappears swiftly round the corner.
"You ought to know where they are," says Dare, flushing; "you ate them." "When?" asks the Boodie, in a searching tone. "Yes, indeed, when?" repeats Dulce, unpleasantly. "You remember the day Roger gave you some, don't you, darling?" says the darling's mamma, with the kindly intention of soothing matters. "No, I don't," says the uncompromising Boodie, her blue eyes wide, and her red lips apart.
"I repeat that I did not," says Roger, indignantly. "I found them certainly in your room up-stairs your sitting-room but I gave them to the Boodie." "Oh! say so," says Miss Blount, ironically. "Chocolate creams!" says the small Boodie, emerging from an obscure and unexpected corner. "What about them? Where are they? Have you any, mamma?"
He can teach the Latin, and the Greek, and the astronomy, fust-class; but as for probity or truth, or honest dealin's of any sort, he is au revoir! What on earth did he mean?" says Mr. Browne, turning a face, bright with innocence, upon the group that surrounds the fire. "To-morrow will be Christmas Day," says the Boodie, suddenly.
Still, some awkwardness is naturally felt by all except the Boodie, who yawns indifferently, and finally follows the other children up to the nursery and every one is vainly trying to think of some commonplace remark, that, when uttered, shall have the effect of restoring conversation once more into a safe channel, when an interruption occurs that puts chagrin and awkwardness out of their minds for the rest of the evening.
"How could I remember about that?" says the Boodie, most nonchalantly. "Oh, don't scold the poor child," says Dulce, mildly, "she won't like it; and I am sure she is not in fault. Go away, Boodie, Roger doesn't like being shown up." "Shown up! Upon my life I gave her those vile bon-bons," says Mr. Dare, distractedly, "If I wanted them couldn't I buy them?
"Well, I got on him, incited thereto by Jacky and the Boodie, and when I had beaten him unceasingly for a full quarter of an hour, in the vain hope of persuading him to undertake even a gentle walk, he turned treacherously to the right, and squeezed my best leg against the garden wall.
Dicky, who had noticed her quick transitions of color, and who feels there is something wrong, without knowing what, and who also understands that he himself, however unwittingly, has been the cause of it, grows annoyed with himself, and, to distract attention, turns to the Boodie, who is generally to be found at his elbow when anything sweet is to be had.
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