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"Childie, childie, comfort me, forgive me!" she sobbed. Victoria woke instantly. She opened her eyes, and Saidee's wet face was close to hers. The girl said not a word, but wrapped her arms round her sister, drawing the bowed head on to her breast, and then she crooned lovingly over it, with little foolish mumblings, as she used to do in Paris when Mrs. Ray's unkindness had made Saidee cry.
"How is my Lady, my Lilac Lady?" she cried, springing into her arms and hugging her warmly. "It's been so long since I've seen her! Is she lots better, Aunt Pen?" "She is perfectly well now, darling," the woman answered, closing her fingers tightly over the little brown hand in her own, and leading the way up the path to the house. "She's not under the trees, and " "It is November, childie.
"I'm going to be Siegfried and save you from the dragon I'm going to take you away, darling pick you right up in my arms and run away with you " She stopped, choked by her intensity, while her mother stroked her ruffled hair and smiled faintly. "You can't take people up in your arms and snatch them out of life, childie," she said. And then they kissed good night.
Some day your heart will almost break with thankfulness. "And now, childie, about your praying. You say you are tired out when your prayer is finished. I should think you would be, poor child, if you desire each petition with all your intense nature. Often one petition uses all my strength and I can plead no more in words.
He listened for Doris's next words. "Childie, it sounds enticing and just like you. I will talk it over with Uncle David." The voices upstairs fell into a silence and Martin got up and paced the room. A few minutes later Doris came down the stairs and, singing softly, entered the living room. There was welcome in her eyes; the languor and helpless expression had faded from her face.
But all the time her cheeks were scarlet, her hands were cold and trembled and her stomach ached. "You must eat, childie. You haven't eat enough to keep a bird alive since since " There was a bang on the door, and Lizzie trundled over to open it. "For the Lord's sake, Kent!" Kent it was, big and rosy with his skates over his shoulders. He walked into the living-room deliberately.
"To sew on the string of my bonnet, Papa." "But how did it happen that the string was off?" "Well," said Katy, reluctantly, "I am afraid that was my fault, for it came off on Tuesday, and I didn't fasten it on." "So you see we must go back of Aunt Izzie for the beginning of this unlucky day of yours, Childie. Did you ever hear the old saying about, 'For the want of a nail the shoe was lost'?"
She was at the door before Marjorie reached it, ready to spring into her arms and to exclaim how glad she was that she had come. "You begin to look too soon, Kitten." "I didn't begin till one o'clock," she said convincingly. "But I don't leave school till five minutes past two, childie." "But I have something to tell you to-day. Something de-licious. Aunt Prue has gone away with Morris.
We arranged them in piles, each year by itself; for some years there were only two or three; we wondered whether during those years they had lived near each other, and so had not written, or whether the letters had been destroyed. When the last letter was laid where it belonged, we looked at each other in silence, and we both sighed. Uncle Jo spoke first. "Childie, what shall we do with them?"
We can't let all our time be frittered away by idle friends, but we can generally manage tactfully without offending them. Don't look so woe-begone, childie! Nobody else is coming to-night, and I promise you tea in the woods to-morrow." "By ourselves?" "Unless anyone very nice comes over to join us," put in Quenrede quickly. "You girls shall give the invitations.
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