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"And as this is the first time we've been invited out to dinner in Seacote, we're impatient to go." So they set off for the Maynard house, and Midget led the way with Cousin Ethel. "When did you come?" she inquired. "Only this morning, dear. We're not quite set to rights yet, though I brought my own servants, and they'll soon have us all comfy." "And how did you and Father fix up this plan?"
"And you will try to keep quiet," she urged gently. "Yes yes! But don't keep anything back! Tell me everything!" "I will, dear," she said, "though really there isn't much to tell. Is that quite comfy? You're not in bad pain?" "I can bear it," he said. "Go on! Let's hear!" So, sitting by his side, her hand in his, Olga told him. The plot had been of Kobad Shikan's devising.
They reached the foot of the hill, and the horses broke into a quick trot the bells on their harness jingled merrily in the crisp, cold air. It was a wonderful night. The moon was almost full, and its brilliant rays, falling on the white snow, made it sparkle like millions of stars. "Are you quite comfy, Miss Crosby?" Lois asked. "There's a rug around here, somewhere, if you're cold." "Thanks!
Outside it was snowing, and so I remained in Pigalle's, loath to leave, and killing the time with a book. Pigalle's was one of those basement eating places in New York's West Thirties, a comfy, tight, cosy sort of a cellar. An Italian table d'hôte, of course, though not like the usual; it had more character and less popularity.
I didn't care for that train much, it stopped and started with such jolts, otherwise it was quite comfy, and all the orderlies came in and out on fictitious errands to have a look and try and get me anything I wanted. The consequence was I had no less than three teas, two lots of strawberries, and a pile of books and periodicals I could never hope to read!
They explored the stub, finding in it a hole and in the hole a nest, the mother and father woodpeckers meanwhile flying in wild agitation from stub to stub and protesting with shrill cries against the intruders. Then they each must climb up and feel the eggs lying soft and snug in their comfy cavity.
Then he looked at her. She was staring before her at something that she alone could see. Her look was rather extraordinary. It occurred to Johnny that after all she had a right to tantalize and this was really no moment for capitulation. To-night, now, after dinner, when every one was fed and warm and comfy. .
"Oh, it's all right, but I thought I'd tell you. If only Cadge'd come! That's what eating me!" Kitty groaned. "But do you see our Princess? All she needed was me to make her comfy. Shall I get you the least little bit of colour, out of a box, Helen? Or no; you're too lovely. But come, you must have some roses."
"But, is it safe? My trunk, I mean," said John. "Safe. No one will steal it. Pat will come for it. There he is now. Tuck in the rugs. Put this shawl around you and over your head." She pinned it with ready fingers. "Now, you'll be real comfy." The chilled boy puzzled and amused her. As he became warm, John felt better in the hands of this easy despot, but was somewhat indignant.
"Dinky-Dunk," I said, as I turned over my pillow and got comfy again, "wouldn't it have been hell if all our wheat had been burned up?" I forget what Duncan said, for in two minutes I was asleep again. Monday the Seventh The dry spell has been broken, and broken with a vengeance. One gets pretty well used to high winds, in the West.
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