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Dakie Thayne read stories to them sometimes: Miss Craydocke had something always to produce and to summon them to sit and hear; some sketch of strange adventure, or a ghost marvel, or a bright, spicy magazine essay; or, knowing where to find sympathizers and helpers, Dakie would rush in upon them uncalled, with some discovery, or want, or beautiful thing to show of his own.
"She didn't know; she supposed that was the end of her; she couldn't do anything." "But, dear Miss Pennington," says Dakie, "are you going to break short off with life, right here, and make a Lady Simon Stylites of yourself?" "For all she knew; she never could get down."
Hautayne has one too; she and Ruth are the only two girls whom Dakie Thayne considers worth a button; but Leslie is an old, old friend; older than Dakie in years, so that it could never have been like Ruth with her; and she never was a bit shy about it either. Besides Well, you cannot have any more than there is. The story is told as far as we or anybody has gone.
Leslie Goldthwaite was giving a hasty touch to the tent drapery and the gray blanket; Leonard Brookhouse and Dakie Thayne manned the halyards for raising the curtain; there was the usual scuttling about the stage for hasty clearance; and Sin Saxon's hand was on the bell, when Grahame Lowe sprang hastily in through the dressing-room upon the scene. "Hold on a minute," he said to Brookhouse.
They've only got just so much time to stay; and if we don't contrive a holiday for them before it's over, why, there's the 'Inasmuch, that's all." Dakie Thayne came to the door to fetch Leslie and the curtain.
"I've always thought, Dakie, that if ever I had money, or if ever I came to advise or help anybody who had, and who wanted to do good with it, that there would be one special way I should like to take.
Frank Scherman had said, coming up to her, as she and her friend Dakie, a little apart from the others, were poising among some loose pebbles. "Nothing that I have lost," Leslie answered, smiling. "Something I have a very presumptuous wish to find. A splendid garnet geode, if you please!" "That's not at all impossible," returned the young man. "We'll have it before we go down, see if we don't!"
I've thought of it till I'm almost tired of it. I don't much believe we shall come, after all, Mr. Thayne." "We shall miss you very much," said Mrs. Holabird, covering Barbara's nonsense. "Our summer has stopped right in the middle," said Barbara, determined to talk. "I shall hear about you all," said Dakie Thayne. "There's to be a Westover column in Leslie's news.
Now I've done it once, I can do it again. They'll find out it's my way, and when you've once set up a way, people always turn out for it." Miss Craydocke was in high glee. Leslie stitched up three little legs before Dakie came again, and said they must have her upstairs. One thing occurred to her, as they ran along the winding passages, up and down, and up again, to the new hall in the far-off L.
Leslie Goldthwaite was giving a hasty touch to the tent drapery and the gray blanket; Leonard Brookhouse and Dakie Thayne manned the halyards for raising the curtain; there was the usual scuttling about the stage for hasty clearance; and Sin Saxon's hand was on the bell, when Grahame Lowe sprang hastily in through the dressing-room upon the scene. "Hold on a minute," he said to Brookhouse.
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