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Her willingness and ambition to help might have misled him, sometimes he might have forgotten she was only fourteen years old, but now, seated there beside him, fussing with his "curls," as she insisted his rather long locks were, she was little Doro again, the baby that had so often climbed on his knee, in that very room, begging for one more story when mother announced "bed time."
"You ought to take climbing in the next school course." "No sarcasm now, please, Doro. I don't feel a bit funny." "But you look it," declared Dorothy, keeping up her teasing manner. "You always look funny when your cheeks get so red " "Danger of ignition, I suppose," and Tavia's voice was anything but pleasant. "Oh, there go the Lamberts!" as an auto swished around the road.
Well, I should have postponed the trip had I any idea there would be such stunts going on in lady-like society. But Doro, how is Sarah? Did you see her yesterday?" "Yes, I saw her just for a moment," and Dorothy looked the other way to hide the serious thoughts that the meeting with Sarah recalled. "And she has forgiven me for that push into the clouds? Now she is not so bad after all.
"I certainly saw him it," she insisted. "It did not look like anything human!" "Come and see if it's here now," invited Ned, who could not seem to find a trace of whatever it was that had frightened the girls. "Never! never!" cried Tavia. "I had enough in that one look! Didn't you, Doro? No more ghosts for mine, thank you!"
He looked down at her in that pardonable way common even in the best style of traveling. Dorothy breathed more easily when he passed out to the next coach. "Wasn't he dear?" commented Tavia. "Doro, I just know we are going to have a perfectly bang-up time, this summer." "Take care you come out of it without too much 'banging' up," cautioned Dorothy. "This summer business is getting exciting."
The ladies insist it shall be handpicked, and we've got to go to Tanglewood Park." "But do I really have to go?" begged Dorothy. "It's cold to ride, and I wanted to ?" "Put pink bows on red slippers! Oh, chuck it, Doro! I perfectly hate the smell of Christmas. Tom and Roland are going, and so is Tavia."
"Pure jealousy, Doro," and Tavia jumped up and flung herself almost upon the girl who sat in the shade of the study lamp. "I am so sorry he did not take the notion to you." Dorothy was accustomed to these outbreaks, and they merely meant a gesture, or whatever fling came with the speech; the words indicated absolutely nothing. She gave Tavia an answering smile.
"What a pretty new dress you have!" remarked Dorothy as she picked up the one that Tavia had so carelessly discarded. "Like it? I suppose it's all rumples and crumples after the cart. But really, Doro, if I had had only some one to talk to, I believe I should have enjoyed it. It was too funny! The man had a mouth without any backstop in it " "Palate?" "Maybe that was it.
Artois did not know of the fisherman's information, that Doro had guessed who was Vere's companion that night upon the sea. He supposed that his friend was angry because he believed himself distrusted. Well, that could soon be put right. He thought of the Marchesino now with lightness, as the worker who has just made a great and prolonged effort is inclined to think of the habitual idler.
"Besides," she said further, "it really was my fault, for I had determined to get even with her that day, and when I sent her upon the swing I really did not care whether she 'busted' through the clouds or not; I simply sent her flying. "So, Doro," she concluded "you say whatever you please, and I will 'stand' for it.
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