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"But I didn't know, mother," said Dorothy. "Dick didn't tell me. Has he passed?" "Whose fault was it, Dollie? He came home to dinner and found you all alone. Did you ask him how he had got on?" Dorothy hung her head. Mrs. Graham kissed her. "Well, go to bed and pray for dear father," she said. "It is worse for him than for any of us." Dorothy felt as if she were choking.
With a long, flowering branch in her hand, she was walking up and down the driveway, looking more like a doll than anything else, in her dainty frock, her white socks, and bronze slippers. "Sing a song o' sixpence, A pocket full of rye, " "Oh, YOU, YOU wait for me!" In her wrath, the wee girl had forgotten his name. Gyp stood still, and waited, open mouthed, while Dollie ran toward him.
"Oh, I wanted to see you this very minute!" cried Dollie; "I want you to tell mama I'm big 'nough to go to school. Will you, please, Miss Sterling. I'll LOVE you, if you will!" The young girl was tempted to laugh, until she saw the red lips quiver. Then she knew how much her answer meant to the little girl, and kneeling beside Dollie, she put her arm around her, drawing her close.
"Well," said Harvey, impatient with the vacillation shown by his aunt, "I shall not come back until she is found." His hand was on the knob of the door when his distressed relative sprang to her feet. "Harvey;" she said in a wild, scared manner, "shall I tell you what I believe?" "Of course." "Dollie did not lose herself: some of those awful men did it." "Do you mean the strikers?"
Should it prove that Dollie went off in the manner named, then Harvey made a great error in setting out alone to search for her. He ought to have roused the village, and, with the hundreds scouring the mountains, helped by torches and dogs, discovery could not be delayed long.
Could it be that some of the hints thrown out by them during that brief interview in the cabin bore any relation to the disappearance of Dollie. At the moment Harvey turned away from his own house it was his intention to rouse the village and to ask all to join in the hunt for the child, but a feeling of bitter resentment led him to change his purpose.
Dollie had a good memory, however, and Gyp sometimes passed the house. She was as determined as any older child might have been, to give Gyp the scolding that she thought he deserved. Oddly enough, he passed the house the next morning. His restless black eyes were looking furtively about as if in search of something that he might snatch. Little Dollie, for the moment, had forgotten the lost doll.
"I countermanded the order by telegraph this morning; not a man will come." "Yes, sir." "The whistle will blow to-morrow as usual, ten minutes before 7 o'clock, and I shall expect every one of you to be in place; I have agreed to your terms." Hugh looked at the superintendent a moment and then asked a singular question: "Is it because I found Dollie that you agree to our terms?"
Marjie don't wear no ring, neither, not a one, sence she took off Phil Baronet's." Springvale had sharp eyes; and the best-hearted among us could tell just how many rings any girl did or didn't wear. "Well, by hen!" Cam declared, "I'm just goin' to ask herself myself." "No, you ain't, Cam Gentry," Dollie said decisively. "Now, Dollie, don't you dictate to your lord and master no more.
Conrad Schmidt, standing beside the miner's little daughter Dollie, watched the warlike procession with the curious eyes of youth. From time to time he stole a glance at the senior journeyman, observing his movements with surprise and some amusement.
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