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Polly was on the veranda when Doodles came. "Why, Doodles Stickney! I was just thinking of you! How did you know I wanted to see you this morning?" "I didn't," he laughed; "but I wanted to see you'" "I'm so glad oh, I forgot! I'm due at the dentist's at ten o'clock! Maybe I can get off." "No, no! I couldn't stay till that time anyway. I came down on business "
"I didn't mention it before, because I don't talk much of those sort of things. I don't pretend to understand them, and it is better to leave them alone." "But what do you mean?" Doodles looked very solemn as he answered, "I think she's a medium or a media, or whatever it ought to be called." "What! one of those spirit-rapping people?"
She knows what she's at now, bless you, and she'll look to the future. It's my son who'll have the Clavering property and be the baronet, not his. You see what a string to my bow that is." When this banquet was over, Doodles made something of a resolution that it should be the last to be eaten on that subject.
Doodles had suggested that Sir Hugh would be there, and that Sir Hugh was not always disposed to welcome his brother's friends to his own house after the most comfortable modes of friendship; but Archie explained that on such an occasion as this there need be no fear on that head; he and his brother were going away together, and there was a certain feeling of jollity about the trip which would divest Sir Hugh of his roughness.
She was bravely trying to overcome the sudden loneliness which possessed her and in this was helped by Alfy's warning: "Dolly Doodles! Take your head out of your soup plate! Are you crazy? There goes your ribbon right into the mess!" The head was lifted so suddenly that the ribbon flew off and fell into the dish and its owner's tears ended in a giggle.
"Is all the furniture yours?" Doodles asked, looking around on the meager array. She shook her head. "Only the rocking-chair and the couch and that little chair you're in and the oil heater and the pictures " She ran her troubled eyes over the things enumerated, as if fearing to forget some of her few remaining possessions. "Oh, yes! there's my bookshelf! I mustn't leave that."
"Where do you sing?" he asked abruptly. "At St. Bartholomew's Church, Foxford." "Did you come down expressly to see me about this?" "Yes, sir," answered Doodles. "How did you know I was here?" "I didn't." A smile overspread the small face. "I waited at your office until" he hesitated an instant "I thought I would find you after I had had a lunch." "Get hungry?" "Oh, no, sir!" Mr.
Doodles ran quickly to Miss Lily's side and they took place at the head of the little procession. Colonel Gresham and Mrs. Adlerfeld came next. "Oh, I'm so glad!" thought Juanita Sterling, catching a sight of the little Swedish woman's happy face.
The light deepened, then the brows drew together in a scowl. Doodles wondered what Polly had written. "This lady is a friend of yours, I take it." The keen gray eyes looked straight at the boy. "Yes, sir," Doodles smiled, "though a very new one. I never saw her till yesterday." The eyes bent upon him widened a little.
A man came slowly up the steps, and the boy turned to recognize a well-known physician. "Oh, Dr. Temple!" he began eagerly, "do you think Mr. Randolph would like to have me sing for him?" The physician looked the lad over gravely. He was so long about it, Doodles wondered if his boots were dusty and the Doctor were disapproving them. Then came the answer. "Probably not."
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