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She unrolled the parcel, disclosing the wonderful doll adorned with Candace's own hair, and "Ole Missus' ruffles," then stood erect, her bosom swelling with pride and delight. "O my goodness me!" exclaimed Alexia, tumbling back after the first and only glance, and nearly overturning Cathie who was looking over her shoulder. "Polly Pepper, O dear me!"
"Now see here," said the doctor, getting up on his feet and drawing a long breath. "I'm on my way to my office; suppose you walk along with me a bit and tell me all about it." Cathie opened her mouth, intending to say, "Oh! I can't" instead, she found herself silent, and not knowing how, she was presently pacing down the drive by the doctor's side.
I was always thinking how good I was and putting everybody papa, mamma, Alick, Betty, Aunt Margarine, Cathie, Belle, and even poor cousin Dick right! I have been a horrid little hateful prig, and that's why all the jewels were rubbish. But, oh, shall I have to go on talking sham diamonds and things all the rest of my life? 'That, said the fairy, 'depends entirely on yourself.
He engaged Alfred Emery Cathie as clerk, but made no other change, except that he bought a pair of new hair brushes and a larger wash-hand basin. Any change in his mode of life was an event. When in London he got up at 6.30 in the summer and 7.30 in the winter, went into his sitting-room, lighted the fire, put the kettle on and returned to bed.
Priscilla could scarcely believe that kind, indulgent, smooth-spoken Aunt Margarine could be addressing such words to her; it frightened her so much that she did not dare to answer, and just then Cathie and Belle came into the room. 'Oh, mother, they began penitently, 'we're so sorry, but we couldn't find dear Prissie anywhere, so we haven't picked up anything the whole afternoon!
"Don't cry," said the little doctor, "and what's the matter?" all in the same breath, and sitting down beside her. Cathie looked up with a gasp, and then crushed her handkerchief over her eyes. "Those girls in there are perfectly horrid." "Softly, softly," said Dr. Fisher. "I can't help it. No matter what I say, they call me names, and I'm tired of it. O dear, dear!"
But Cathie could only answer with a piteous, remorseful jealousy: "Why was it not I who saved it? why was it not I?" And the place where Seth had stood waiting was vacant, for he had left it at the sound of Langley's first joyous cry.
"I just won't have Cathie Harrison tell him," said Alexia, trying to run up over the stairs. "Let me by, Polly, do," she begged. "No, indeed," cried Polly, spreading her arms. "It's bad enough to have one of you up there besieging Grandpapa." "Then I'll run up the back stairs," cried Alexia, turning in a flash. "Oh, yes, the back stairs!" exclaimed the other girls, following her. "Oh, do hurry!
"I would if I were you." But she drew away from Alexia's arm. "Polly, don't be an idiot and fight with me," whispered Alexia in her ear. "Go away," said Polly, shaking her off. "Polly, Polly, I'll say anything if you won't look like that. See here, Cathie, let's make up," and she ran over, seized the tall girl by the waist and spun her around till she begged to stop.
Then followed a vivacious account of the day and its happenings. "And now comes the real tug of war. In a few weeks the poor Modernists will be all camping in tents, it seems, by the wayside. Very touching and very exciting. But I am getting too sleepy to think about it. Dear Cathie I run on but I love you. Please keep well. Good-bye."
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