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'Some of them are queer, I admit; but, after all, those two superior persons will have to get used to my friends some time, and they may as well begin. 'You cannot expect poor Cathie to come, said Agnes with sudden energy. Rose's eyebrows went up. Agnes resented her ironical expression, and with a word or two of quite unusual sharpness got up and went.
"Yes, she did," declared Cathie with a pout; "she's always meaning something. She's the hatefullest thing I ever saw!" "Nonsense!" said Polly, with a gay little laugh. "She says perfectly dreadful things to me, and so I do to her, but we don't either of us mind them." "Well, those are in fun," said Cathie; "that's a very different matter" "So you must make these in fun," said Polly.
"Oh, dear me," groaned Cathie Harrison, "isn't it perfectly dreadful to have that dear sweet Mrs. Whitney hurt?" "Ow!" exclaimed Joel. "Do stop," cried Alexia with a nudge. "Haven't you any more sense, Cathie Harrison, than to speak of it?" Cathie smothered a retort, and bit her lips to keep it back.
"Polly Pepper!" exclaimed Alexia, as a turn in the drive brought the two figures in view of the music-room windows, "did you ever see such a sight in your life? Cathie is walking off with Dr. Fisher! There isn't anything her tongue won't say!" "Did you tell Polly?" cried Jasper, a half-hour later, putting his head into Dr. Fisher's office. "Oh! beg pardon; I didn't know you were busy, sir."
"Well, I shan't make any old orange jelly," cried Cathie, her nose in the air. "Faugh! it's insipid enough!" "But 'tisn't when it's made the way Alexia makes it," said Polly, viewing in alarm the widening of the breach between the two. "I've eaten some of hers, and it's too splendid for anything." "I don't know anything about hers, but all orange jelly I have tasted is just horrid. I hate it!
Alexia was the first to arrive, her bowl of orange jelly in her hand, and after her, a tall slight figure jumped from the carriage, her flaxen hair streaming out in two pale braids. "I thought I'd pick Cathie up," said Alexia carelessly; "had to pass her door, you know. O dear me, what perfectly dreadful times you had last night, Polly Pepper."
Cathie or, as we always called him, Alfred who was to supply me with whatever money I wanted; he had put all other matters in order in case anything should happen to prevent his ever returning, and he set out on October 1, 1890, more composed and cheerful than I had seen him for some time past.
'For the nine o'clock train. 'There should be a law against interfering with people's breakfast hour, said Rose; 'though, to be sure, a guest may as well get himself gone early and be done with it. How you and Robert raced, Cathie! We did our best to catch you up, but the pace was too good. Was there a wild taunt, a spice of malice in the girl's reckless voice?
'Ah, you will know me better some day, dear, was the gentle response. 'Well, at all events, I think you might be naughty just now and then, Prissie, and give Cathie and me a half-holiday. 'I would do anything else to please you, dear, but not that; you must not ask me to do what is impossible.
In the hall she came across Agnes, who caught hold of her with a start. 'My dear Cathie! you have been walking yourself to death. You look like a ghost. Come and have some tea at once. And she dragged her into the drawing-room. Catherine submitted with all her usual outward calm, faintly smiling at her sister's onslaught. But she would not let Agnes put her down on the sofa.
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