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She was so relieved when I said that we would take Amy. You know she has a great deal of confidence in papa." "Yes, and in you too. Where will you put Amy to sleep, Katy?" "What do you think would be best? In Dorry's room?" "I think she'd better come in here with you, and I'll go into Dorry's room.
And everybody'll be kind, then, and never run away and hide; and there won't be any post offices, or anything disagreeable." "What'll you be, Johnnie?" asked Clover, anxious to change the subject, for Elsie's voice was growing plaintive. But Johnnie had no clear ideas as to her future. She laughed a great deal, and squeezed Dorry's arm very tight, but that was all. Dorry was more explicit.
Katy, to her great surprise, had two. "Why, what can this be?" she said. But when she peeped into the second one, she saw Cousin Helen's handwriting, and she put it into her pocket, till the valentines should be read. Dorry's was opened first. It had the picture of a pie at the top I ought to explain that Dorry had lately been having a siege with the dentist.
Hollister that Warde would not over-eat Pee-wee was an authority on that subject. He distributed his promises and undertook obligation with a generosity that only a boy scout can show. He advised Mrs. Benton, Dorry's mother, not to worry, that her son should be the subject of his especial care. He magnanimously volunteered to be responsible for the safety of the whole troop.
Elsie had quite lost her plaintive look and little injured tone, and was as bright and beaming a maiden of twelve as any one could wish to see. Dorry's moody face had grown open and sensible, and his manners were good-humored and obliging. He was still a sober boy, and not specially quick in catching an idea, but he promised to turn out a valuable man.
"Whose doll is it?" I asked. "Eva's," answered Dorothea, between her peals of laughter. "Oh no, it isn't," explained Eva, in a tone of sweet content; "here's my doll." She had been sitting on it, and now drew it forth, warm but whole. "That's Dorry's doll." The change from joy to grief on the part of Dorothea was distinctly dramatic.
Elsie's present was a pen-wiper, with a gray flannel kitten on it. Johnnie's, a doll's tea-tray of scarlet tin. "Isn't it beau-ti-ful?" she said, admiringly. Dorry's gift, I regret to say, was a huge red-and-yellow spider, which whirred wildly when waved at the end of its string. "They didn't want me to buy it," said he, "but I did! I thought it would amoose you. Does it amoose you, Katy?"
I told papa if I had a watch of my own I shouldn't make such mistakes, and he laughed, and said, 'We'll see. Oh, do you suppose that means he's going to give me one? "We are so proud of Dorry's having taken two prizes at the examination yesterday. He took the second Latin prize, and the first Mathematics. Dr. Pullman says he thinks Dorry is one of the most thorough boys he ever saw.
She was quite alive to Dorry's merits; he was her first admirer, and it was a new and agreeable feature of life to have one, "like other girls," as she told herself. Lionel was too much absorbed in his own affairs to notice or interfere; so the time went on, and the double entanglement wound itself naturally and happily to its inevitable conclusion.
Jim Slack says a boy who shines his hair up like that, never'll get to be president, not if he lives a thousand years." "Well," said Katy, laughing: "it's something to be clean, even if you can't be president." She was not at all alarmed by Dorry's recent reaction in favor of personal adornment.
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