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"Here she is," she cried, displaying the contents tragically. Chet fingered one or two of the broken bits. Then he looked at her curiously. "Go on, 'fess up," he commanded. "Tell yours truly all about it." This Billie did in the fewest words possible and then sat down to the bacon and eggs that Debbie had placed temptingly on the table. And cornbread! Debbie's cornbread was a masterpiece.
He held out his shaking hands. His face was working pitifully. "Debbie, Debbie," he wailed, like a lost child, "will you take me? Will you have me?" She caught him in her strong arms. "Dearest, we will go together," she murmured. And he fell, sobbing, on her breast. It was not in the least what she had meant to say or to do; but the appeal was irresistible.
From top to bottom, and every cupboard and corner, and the numerous up-to-date appliances, and the stocks of silver, linen, china, the ample furnishings of every part, the solid goodness of every bit of material all was displayed with modest pride, the complacence of one who knows there is nothing to hide or apologise for. "Isn't it a nice home, Debbie?
"I don't suppose it is any use, but I'd just like you to know once as far as my life is my own, it is yours any day you like. It has been since I was a boy, and it will be for a good while yet I won't say for ever, because you can't tell what's going to happen; but I'm ready to bet my soul that it will be for ever. Now, do just what you feel inclined to, Debbie.
She pocketed her pride for her child's sake. It had been her hopeless longing for years to give her darling's splendid abilities full scope. "He will repay you, Debbie," she said. "Ah, don't be so grudging so ungenerous!" cried Deb. Tea and cakes were brought in, and Bob, as he was thenceforth to be styled, waited upon his aunt in the correctest manner.
He mentioned his choice, and the University scholarships that were to be had there. "Debbie!" implored Mrs Goldsworthy, under her breath. "Hush-sh!" hissed her husband. "You be quiet, Molly," Deb playfully adjured her. "This has nothing to do with you, or with anybody except Bob and me. You come and spend your next vacation with me at Redford, Bob, and then we can talk it all over together."
"Come to its own mother, then! No, no, Debbie dear, you be a mother yourself in the natural and proper way; you will find it a deal better than being rich. Marry some good, kind man straight away, before you waste any more of your young years. I am sure there must be dozens dying to have you."
I can't, of course; but I must go with you, Rose I MUST." "Oh, Debbie, WOULD you? Oh, how I wish I had known before! Yes, I'll run and bring him. We must drive faster, that's all. Oh, Deb, how happy this will make us! But " "Run away and fetch him ask him, with my compliments if he will be so good and I will get my hat on while you are gone."
"I guess likely, Hezekiah, I shall worry some more about smoke. Let me catch a kiddie smoking cigarettes!" "Poor Debbie! I'm so sorry for you, dearie," moaned Granny Whiskers. Debby Field-Mouse smiled calmly. "Ah, Granny, it might be worse. I have lost eight children in an earthquake; I have been caught out in a blizzard and nigh frozen to death. No one is hurt and we saved a few things.
She hoped he was sleeping, until he spoke suddenly in a way that showed him only too wide awake. "Debbie," he said, "if I was quite sure I would not get well this time, I should put that question to you again." "What question, dear?" she queried softly. "The question I asked you just before you left Redford." "I don't remember Oh!" "Yes that one.
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