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Updated: May 5, 2025
Bramton fled before the storm; a well-directed volley drove the maids to cover and stampeded the two cats. "Take whatever is good to eat, Geraldine. Hurrah! The town surrenders! Loot it! No quarter!" shouted Scott.
Kindly begin, Mrs. Bramton." "I'd like to see what's inside of that chicken over there," said Scott. "And I want you to give me some raisins, Mrs. Bramton " "I'm dying for a glass of milk," added Geraldine. "Get me some dough, somebody; I'm going to bake something."
Bramton to give you enough for four to eat and bring it back here. Scott, please shake hands with Duane." "I wasn't licked," muttered Scott. "Neither was I," said Duane. "Nobody was licked by anybody," announced Geraldine. "Do get something to eat, Scott; Naïda and I are starving!"
Bramton attempted to buy them off with tribute in the shape of cup-cakes. "Sure, darlints, they do be starvin' yez," purred Mrs. Bramton. "Don't I know the likes o' them? Now roon away quietlike an' ladylike " "Like a hen," retorted Scott. "I want some preserves." "That's all very well," said Geraldine with her mouth full, "but we expected to skate about the kitchen and watch you make pastry.
Bramton as you did?" "You didn't hit anybody." "I did! I saw a soft, horrid lump stick to Olga!" "Pooh! You can't throw straight " "That's a lie!" said Geraldine excitedly. Scott bristled: "If you say that again " "All right; go and get the boxing-gloves. You did tell a lie, Scott, because I did hit Olga!" Scott hastily unstrapped his lone skate, cast it clattering from him, and sped up-stairs.
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