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Pushing on by degrees, stopping at noon to eat, we came again in sight of the Nile, and put up at a station called Doro, within a short distance of the well-known hill Rijeb, where Nile voyagers delight in cutting their names.
"I am sure they miss you, too, Doro. I have been wondering how you have managed to keep away from them." "Well, I have to you know. Besides I get a letter every day. Joe said yesterday that your folks had taken the Baldwin house." "Father said in his letter he expected to.
"No, Doro, you and I must never quarrel. By the way, though, I want to see you angry. Every one talks of the Panacci temper, but when I am with you I always see you smiling or laughing. As to the Marchese, he is as lively as a boy. Viviano " "Oh, Viviano is a buffone. Have you ever seen him imitate a monkey from whom another monkey has snatched a nut?" "No." "It is like this "
"Oh, Tavia, what slang!" cried Dorothy, and added: "you had better not go, you will surely say or do something " "I certainly shall both say and do something. Johnnie look out for your nose there. That machine is going and your nose is not insured. Yes, Doro, this issue of the Bugle will blow a blast both loud and shrill in memory of Mrs. Doug.
"Oh, I have it," exclaimed the wily one. "Thank you so much," and she smiled clear up and down the aisle. "I was sure I had it," and taking her seat, she managed, in the most conspicuously discreet way, to slip into the porter's palm something shiny. "There," she added, when he was gone, "wasn't that neat, Doro? He is ours now for the rest of the trip, and the lady on the sofa is nil."
The day of days had come at last: Dorothy would be the Daughter of the Regiment. "Lucky you don't have to curl your hair, Doro, for the fog is like rain, and that's the worst kind for made curls," said Tavia. "Oh, I do hope it is not going to rain!" "No, it surely won't. But come, don't let's be late." "There's heaps of time, Tavia. Oh, just see Briggs' new flag!
"Your letter?" "Yes, it was from father." "Has anything happened?" "Yes, and no. Father has misunderstood some letters of mine. He found them since I came away and he blames me Oh, Doro!" and Tavia covered her face with her hands. "How I wish I had told you before!" Tavia was sobbing bitterly.
"Well, all right, Doro dear," and she gave her chum a bear-like hug, "I'll be as good as pie, lemon meringue at that, so don't worry any more." "Have you heard anything about the man?" Dorothy asked cautiously, for it was almost dark, and the girls were walking back to the Dale homestead. "Not a word," answered Tavia, "except that father thinks he has gone out of Dalton altogether."
"Now, you must let me have my way, Tavia," insisted Dorothy, instantly opening her pretty beaded purse to divide its contents. "But, Doro, dear," faltered Tavia, "you don't understand. It was not for anything for myself " "Then all the more reason that you should be reimbursed," insisted Dorothy. "I don't want to know anything about it, but you must let me share with you.
There is so little time " "I can write that," said Tavia, shaking her head with a meaning. "And I know all about Mrs. Douglass and her high fence. Also the flowers behind the boxwood. Here, Doro, give me some of that paper " "Oh, you would have to see some of the family," interrupted Ralph.
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