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Mine are all right. I was thinking only of yours. Now, try it yourself. Yes, that's the way! You have it!" "Polly!" Miss Crilly was on the floor, hugging her knee. "I'm here!" laughed Polly. "Do you know anything that will scare away a double chin?" "Yes, I do!" "Oh, jolly! What is it?" "I'd like to hear about that!" spoke up Miss Castlevaine. Polly thought a moment.
"Oh, Miss Nita!" she began, and then stopped, suddenly realizing that Mrs. Winslow Teed and Miss Crilly were in the room. "I didn't know I thought maybe you'd go with me to call on Miss Lily Doodles said Doodles is in a hurry for me to go," she ended lamely.
"Miss Crilly is sick," she said anxiously. "She is in terrible pain, and nothing relieves her. She wants Dr. Dudley; but Miss Sniffen says it is not necessary. I don't know what to do!" "Sh!" Miss Sterling held her answer to listen. "I thought I heard a footstep," she whispered. "Is Miss Sniffen downstairs?" "She went down. I don't care if she does hear me! I'm getting desperate."
"The man said he had to do some wiring in the cellar, make connections, and so on." "Won't it be lovely for you!" cried Mrs. Albright. "For all of us," amended the other. "I want the ladies to feel that it belongs to them as well as to me, and to come and use it whenever they wish." "That is good of you! I'm sure it is needed badly enough. Isn't it nice that Miss Crilly is doing so well?"
Doodles told me he was trying to teach him a new song, but I was not prepared for anything like this." "Who could be! Come!" he invited. "Let's go over and see him!" Juanita Sterling unavoidably brushed Miss Crilly on the way across, and smiled pleasantly, to which that middle-aged merrymaker responded with a whispered, "Ain't you swell, a-goin' with the president all the evening!"
A few evenings after this, Vinton again called upon Mary Crilly, and while he was conversing with her, Mrs. Andrews came into the room. "Mr. Vinton," said she, "before you go, I want to give you a couple of letters to post for me, if it is not too much trouble." "Certainly not," he replied, "anything I can do for you, Mrs. Andrews, will be cheerfully done by me, I assure you."
A tiny sneer fluttered from face to face, skipping one here and there in its course. It ended in Miss Castlevaine's "Huh!" "I think Miss Sterling is real pretty!" Miss Crilly, from the opposite side, beamed on the "new lady." "She has faded dreadfully," asserted Mrs. Crump. "They used to call her handsome years ago, though she never was my style o' beauty.
These belong to the Labour Party. Besides T.P. O'Connor, Liverpool has provided for Parliament quite a number of men who at one time or another have represented or still represent Irish constituencies. These are Dr. Commins, Daniel Crilly, Lawrence Connolly, Michael Conway, Joseph Nolan, Patrick O'Brien, William O'Malley, James Lysaght Finigan, and Garrett Byrne.
Miss Sterling looked up quickly. "What do you mean?" asked Miss Crilly. Miss Castlevaine moved her chair nearer, listened intently, and then began in a low voice: "I was coming up with a pitcher of hot water, and you know there's a little place where you can see down on the desk.
"I don't know how happy other people may be," she answered; "I only hope that they are as happy as I am." "There! I knew it!" Miss Crilly exulted, as if she had just disclosed a secret. The others laughed, the thin ice of conventionality was swept away, and at once all were merry. "I think the new ladies wished they were coming when they heard us talking about it," said Miss Mullaly.
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