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"The 'little red' might take it. They'll go faster than we, or can, if they try," said Mattie Shannon. "The 'little red' 's just ready," said Sin Saxon. "You needn't laugh. That wasn't a pun. But oh, Miss Craydocke!" and her tone suggested the mischievous apropos "what can you have been doing to your nose?" "Oh, yes!" Miss Craydocke had a way of saying "Oh, yes!"
And poor Miss Craydocke could only walk away again. When it came to Aunt Roderick, though, it was too much. Aunt Roderick came over a good deal now. She had quite taken us into unqualified approval again, since we had got the house. She approved herself also. As if it was she who had died and left us something, and looked back upon it now with satisfaction.
"For the best of two years," Martha answered. At this moment, seeing how Dakie was breaking the ice for them, up came Miss Craydocke and Leslie Goldthwaite. "Miss Leslie! Miss Craydocke! This lady has been away among our soldiers, in the hospitals, half through the war! Perhaps did you ever" But with that he broke off.
Next day, Tom, Dick, and Harry that is to say, Miss Craydocke, Susan and Martha Josselyn, and Leslie Goldthwaite were gathered in the first-named lady's room, to make the great green curtain. And there Sin Saxon came in upon them, ostensibly to bring the curtain-rings, and explain how she wanted them put on; but after that she lingered.
Well, all is, I was going to do this very thing, with enlargements. And now Miss Craydocke and I may collapse." "Why? when with you and your enlargements we might make the most admirable combination? At least, the Dixville road is open to all." "Very kind of you to say so, the first part, I mean, if you could possibly have helped it.
"There, there!" and Miss Craydocke softly patted her golden hair, and spoke as she would soothe a fretted and excited child.
Miss Craydocke, by one master-stroke of generous presence of mind, had achieved an instantaneous change in the position, and given an absolutely new complexion to the performance. "It is late, young ladies," was all Madam Routh's remark at length. "They gave up their German early on purpose; it was a little surprise they planned," Miss Craydocke said, as she moved to meet her.
I'll go right and do it, only I haven't any netting," said he. "Mrs. Linceford has. I'll go and beg a piece for you. And then, if you'll just sit here a minute, I'll come, Miss Craydocke." When she came back, she brought Jeannie with her. To use a vulgar proverb, Jeannie's nose was rather out of joint since the Haughtleys had arrived.
"Can't yer stop ter kerchy, and say Lud-o'-light 'n' massy, I donno what to tell ye ter say!" And Miss Hoskins sniffled and gurgled again, and gave it up. "She has thanked us, I think," said Miss Craydocke, in her simple way, "when she called us Godmothers!" The word came home to her good heart. God had given her, the lonely woman, the larger motherhood. "Brothers, and sisters, and mothers!"
There was the beginning of fruit under the leaf with Leslie Goldthwaite; and the fine life-current was setting itself that way with its best impulse and its rarest particles. The pincushion was well filled with the delicate, bristling, tiny-headed needles, when Miss Craydocke appeared, walking across, under her great brown sun-umbrella, from the hotel.
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