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They looked at each other's glittering gowns, then Margaret glanced at Dorothy's face and a look of dismay overspread her own. "Oh, Dottie!" she gasped. "Your lovely complexion! Isn't it terrible for the boys to see us in this light?"
All of which has nothing to do with my story, but which I could not avoid giving in order to show that Jack Kersdale was anything but a coward. It was the cleanest exhibition of grit I have ever seen. He never turned a hair. The smile never left his lips. And he dived with thumb and forefinger into Dottie Fairchild's hair as gaily as if it had been a box of salted almonds.
"It's probably a bill for printer's ink or paper, or whatever they buy for the 'Argus. You get it to-morrow, Dottie, and then you can tell us what is in it." "I will," said Dorothy. Just as she spoke the twenty-minute-to-ten bell clanged suggestively in the corridors, and the hair-raising came to an abrupt end.
She played vivacious dances, then "Traumerei" and "Liebestraum." At last she swept into the immortal "Meditation," and as the last note died away Seaton held out his arms. "You're a blinding flash and a deafening report, Dottie Dimple, and I love you," he declared and his eyes and his arms spoke volumes that his light utterance had left unsaid.
Next to the Karfedix he is the most powerful man in the empire. Something tells me, Dottie, that this is going to be SOME ceremony!" As Dunark finished telegraphing, Seaton turned to him. "Dorothy said, a while ago, that she would like to have enough of that tapestry-fabric for a dress. Do you suppose it could be managed?" "Certainly.
But let's not waste any more time, Mart. For Cat's sake, let's get busy!" "We have only those four bars, Dick two for each unit. Do you think that will be enough? Think of how far we may have to go, what we may possibly get into, and what it will mean to Dottie if we fail for lack of power."
"This is exactly where we landed before," Margaret commented in surprise, and Dorothy added: "Yes, and there's that horrible tree that ate the dinosaur or whatever it was. I thought you blew it up for me, Dick?" "I did, Dottie blew it into atoms. Must be a good location for carnivorous trees and they must grow awfully fast, too. As to its being the same place, Peg sure it is.
When will you take me, Dicky?" asked Dorothy eagerly. "Very soon, Dottie. As soon as we get her in perfect running condition. You shall be the first to ride with us, I promise you." "Where do you cook and eat? How do you see out? How about the air and water supply? How do you keep warm, or cool, as the case may be?" asked the girl's father, as though he were cross-examining a witness.
Then, carefully holding his crutch and his satchel, Uncle Wiggily hopped down inside the stump. He felt something soft, and furry, and fuzzy, pressing close to him, and at first he thought he had bumped into Dottie or Willie Lambkin. But then, all of a sudden, a harsh voice cried out: "Ha! Now I have you! I was just wishing some one would come along with my dinner, and you did!
Sometimes she found Mrs Fotheringham's keen dark eyes fixed inquisitively upon her, as though they were studying some curious animal, and sometimes her funniest stories about Dottie or Susie were cut short by a sharp, "That will do, child. Run away."
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