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The furniture has arrived, but nobody is in the house yet, except the servants. We made up our minds that there would be a family of daughters, but we begin to have qualms." Chrissie was obviously pleased with the effect of that last expressive word, and repeated it once more with artistic relish. "Qualms, yes! Decided qualms. The furniture is so massive.
Listen, now; this is my position. I have been quite steady for years, and worked hard, with the result that I and my partner have a fine farm in the Transvaal, on the high land near Lake Chrissie, out Wakkerstroom way. We breed horses there, and have done very well with them. I have £1,500 saved, and the farm brings us in quite £600 a year beyond the expenses.
Presently Thurston House came in view, and, sure enough, there were four excited heads bobbing to and fro at the window, four broad beams of amusement to testify to the grotesqueness of her appearance. Nan lifted a solemn glance in return, and Chrissie, seized with a sudden demon of mischief, pointed a forefinger at the door opposite, and gesticulated violently in its direction.
If we work together we'll get it done in no time, and then I can go out and enjoy myself with an easy mind." "I want you to go now. If you think I can't manage alone, send in Chrissie. She's even more particular than you, and I'll do as she tells me like a lamb!" said Nan, not one whit offended at the implied slight on her own powers; but Maud shook her head. "I couldn't!
This afternoon has been all too short, and I have not had time for anything. Not even a glance of `Kittay. It's absurd to pretend to have been to Waybourne when one has not seen `Kittay'; isn't it, Christabel?" Chrissie dropped her eyelids, and twisted her lip with an expression of supreme disdain. "I do not say `Kittay'; I say `Kittee. You are too sillay.
"I'm captain here," said Susan, confronting him with her bare arms akimbo. "And credit it does you," said the boatswain, looking round admiringly. "Is it your wish, Miss Chrissie, that this image comes and stalks into my kitchen as if the place belongs to him?" demanded the irate Susan. "I didn't mean to come in in that way," said the astonished Tucker. "I can't help being big."
If you hadn't have run so hard it wouldn't have happened. It's all your fault." "If you don't mind leaning on me a bit," said Tucker, "we might get along." Chrissie took his arm petulantly, and they started on their return journey, at the rate of about four hours a mile, with little cries and gasps at every other yard.
You would like to know them, would you not? for they are real boys and girls, not children in a story book. My eldest boy was Ernest, and he sat at the bottom of the table, opposite the place where I always sat, and where someone had put a chair for me. Next in age came Charlotte, Ernest's sister; and then Chrissie, the elder brother of Eustace and Dick.
Oh, how I have longed to have a wedding in the family, and now it's really coming off! It's too good to be true! Ned Talbot, too! Such a scrumptious brother! I always hoped he'd ask one of us, but I thought it was you. Funny, wasn't it? I said to Chrissie "
It had been so like, so extraordinarily like; and yet that hair that complexion those missing teeth! It could not be! Chrissie drew nearer and nearer, staring at the stranger with searching scrutiny, met a direct glance of the eyes, and straightway flew upon her, wrenching off bonnet and veil, and twitching the horn-rimmed glasses from her nose.
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