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"Only think!" she cried, "dear little Dollie Burton was almost " "That's what I just told them!" declared Harry, "and I'm proud just to be Rob's friend."
Nobody but God knows how father uses her, and I daren't go and protect her. 'Listen! said Dollie anxiously. 'Hofmann is coming to life again down there in the corner. I can hear him breathing. Both children listened. 'That noise isn't Hofmann, said Conrad. 'It comes out of the ground. He laid himself down and listened again, with his ear close to the earth.
"Yes; they have taken her away to spite you." "Impossible!" exclaimed the young man, passing out the door and striding up the single street that ran through the village. But though unwilling to confess it to himself, the same shocking suspicion had come to him at the moment he learned that Dollie was lost.
Dollie touched the fore-finger of each hand with its thumb, thus making rings through which she peeped, in imitation of spectacles, and frowned as darkly as her baby face would permit. Miss Sterling knew that she should not laugh at the grimace, but it was so very funny that she could not help it.
"Why, Dollie, you'd feel lost if you went to school," he had said, "'cause you've always played in your yard." He had not meant it unkindly, but he had offended little Dollie. "I WOULDN'T feel lost outside of our garden any more than you would, Harry Grafton, so now!" she had cried. "Don't you mind, Dollie," the boy had answered, but Dollie DID mind very much.
At last she gave a great sigh, and cuddling Miranda in her arms turned over, with peace in her heart. "I will play you are mine, my very own dollie, for just this one night," she whispered in Miranda's ear. "To-morrow will be Christmas Day, and I will take you back to your little mother, Angelina Terry. I can't do a mean thing at Christmas time, not even for you, dear Miranda."
"Dear, can't you love me, whatever I say?" she asked. "Yes," said Dollie, "because you're so handsome." "Oh, you are truly an artful baby," the young teacher said, with a laugh. "But WILL you?" urged Dollie, "I do know SOMETHING. I can spell 'c-a-t, cat, and I know that isn't kitten, and I can spell 'b-e, be, and that isn't the bumble kind, so can I come to school?"
The country population augmented that of the town, nor was the social plane of Springvale lowered by these farmers' sons and daughters, who also were of the salt of the earth. "For an engaged girl, Marjory Whately's about the most popular I ever see," Dollie Gentry said to Cam one evening, when the Cambridge House was all aglow with light and full of gay company.
"They's a long happy road ahead of you. I can see it with my good inside eyes that sees further'n these things I use to run the Cambridge House with. 'Tain't my business, I'm a gossipin' inquisitive old pokeyer-nose, but I've always been so proud of you, little blossom. Yes, we're comin', Dollie, if you've got a thing a dyspeptic can eat."
"I'm so glad," said Alice, "I wanted to love you so much, mamma." "Did you, darling?" and the mother clasped the little one tenderly in her arms. "I am very glad that my little girl loves me;" replied her mother, "but I thought you were not very lonely while I was writing; you and dollie seemed to be having a good time together."
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