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Anyhow, I can go!" An hour later Doodles stood at the door of the Randolph home. "He's sick. He can't see anybody," said the maid who answered his ring. "Is he able to talk?" queried the lad. The girl nodded. "Then will you please ask him if he would like to have Doodles Stickney sing to him." "'T won't do no good," she replied indifferently. "The nurse won't let anybody see him."
"Young Davie was the brawest lad In a' the Lairnie Glen, An' Jennie was the bonniest lass That e'er stole hearts o' men; But Davie was a cotter's lad, A lad o' low degree, An' Jennie, bonnie, sonsie lass, A highborn lass was she." Applause burst upon the hush that hung on the last note. It was insistent it would not be denied. Doodles must sing again. "He is a marvel!"
Then he got up quickly. "Come!" he bade. Doodles followed, up the velvet-covered stairs, with never the sound of a footstep, and to the end of a wide corridor. "Wait here, please!" Dr. Temple motioned him to a chair by the window, and after knocking at a door disappeared behind it. Presently he returned. "You may sing what you sang downstairs." He went back, leaving the door ajar.
"Well, forgive me," came from over the array of threads and silks, "but I do hate to hear you say such things!" "I was only telling the truth," said Polly plaintively. "I thought you were having a lovely time you looked as if you were! Doodles spoke of it." "Yes, I dare say I looked and acted like an old fool!" "Miss Nita! You couldn't!
Gugerty's receipt into her hand, her eyes overflowed with happy tears. With cheery Mrs. Stickney and merry Doodles and Blue for companions, she had little time to worry over the possible outcome of her application to the June Holiday Home, and Sunday was passed in an utterly different way from that she had imagined a week before. It was not until the next Wednesday that any news came from Mr.
And a richer vintage was needed when so much thought was required, the burden of which Archie would not of course allow to fall on his friend's shoulders. Were not this explained, the experienced reader would regard the devoted friendship of Doodles as exaggerated.
And for a man that is not young, they are the very devil! Better have no digestion when you are forty than find yourself living such a life as that! Captain Boodle would, I think, have been happier had he contrived to get himself employed as a tax-gatherer or an attorney's clerk. On this occasion Doodles soon went, as had been expected, and Harry found himself smoking with the two foreigners.
"He means a prison," said Doodles. "Prison! I know who is most likely to be in a prison. Tell me of a prison! Is he a minister of state that he can send out order for me to be made prisoner? Is there lettres de cachet now in England? I think not. Prison, indeed!" "But really, Madam Gordeloup, you had better go-you had, indeed," said Archie. "You too you bid me go?
On the following day at the same hour Doodles came and was shown up into her room. He had scrupulously avoided any smartness of apparel, calculating that a Newmarket costume would be, of all dresses, the most efficacious in filling her with an idea of his smartness; whereas Archie had probably injured himself much by his polished leather boots, and general newness of clothing.
He did begin some preliminaries to this explanation; but as the servant was there, and as his brother might come out from the dining-room, and as also he was aware that he could hardly tell the story much to his own advantage, he stopped abruptly, and, looking piteously at Doodles, implored him to take the lady away. "Perhaps you wouldn't mind just seeing her into Mount Street," said Archie.
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