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After dinner he accompanied Frank and Inza to see the baby. Little Frank was sound asleep, and one of the maids was watching over him. "Where's Lizette, Maggie?" asked Inza. "Th' poor crather do have a headache," answered Maggie. "She axed me would Oi look afther th' choild whoile she rested a bit." "A headache? That's strange. Lizette has told me she never had an ache or a pain in all her life."
Working with her over a little ironing board, Barbara quickly became expert in all the finer and more delicate operation of her art, or as the laundress herself said: "Shure, the blissed choild puts the raal Oirish accint into the doin' up of a pretty frock."
Such a statement would have been blighting indeed to an ordinary child, but Pixie looked relieved rather than otherwise, for her quick wits had recognised another form of appeal, and she was instantly transformed into an image of penitence and humiliation. "I am a bad, ungrateful choild, and don't deserve your kindness.
As long as it remained, they entertained themselves playing along its shores. “There’s that choild in the water again,” Granny would cry from the living-room. Looking out, Maida would see Tim spread out on all fours. Like an obstinate little pig, he would lie still until Molly picked him up. She would take him home and in a few moments he would reappear in fresh, clean clothes again.
"An' agin, there's little Joey. Who was it but the polace as come arristin' the feyther of the boy for batin' of his own wife, and him sint up for a year, an' she a-dyin' along of bein' weakly an' nobody to support her, an' Joey left in this very Tiniment an orphan child! Don't ye be a-callin' in no polace for the loikes of this swate angel choild, Miss Norma darlint, don't ye be doin' it!
"Luk now, an' see how it's wrote in it plain as prent yes, an' a sight plainer, fur I can read them an' I can't read a wurrud in a book. Now fwhat is that loike?" said she, holding up the double seed-pod. "A brain and spinal column," said Yan. "Och, choild, I hev better eyes than ye.
She was willing to work early and late to help his mamma make his small suits and keep them in order. "'Ristycratic, is it?" she would say. "Faith, an' I'd loike to see the choild on Fifth Avey-NOO as looks loike him an' shteps out as handsome as himself.
Often and sadly did he speak to his friends at the Kitchen of his resemblance to King Lear in the plee of his having a thankless choild, bedad of his being a pore worn-out lonely old man, dthriven to dthrinking by ingratitude, and seeking to dthrown his sorrows in punch.
"If your ladyship will so honor them, it will be a day in their lives to remember." "Give away the prizes? Oh yes, if ye'll show me which choild to give 'em to," replied the viscountess with a good-humored readiness.
When she sat down to dinner that night, she was a very happy little girl. “This is the best day I’ve had since I opened the shop,” she said contentedly. She was not tired, though. “I feel just like going to a party to-night. Granny, can I wear my prettiest Roman sash?” “You can wear annyt’ing you want, my lamb,” Granny said, “for ’tis the good, busy little choild you’ve been this day.”
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