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Parlin; certainly, sir," replied the Jewess, smiling very sweetly, and trying to pat Dotty's head, which was in such violent motion that she only succeeded in touching the end of her nose. No one who had looked at Mrs. Rosenberg at that moment would have suspected her of being a vixen. She was sure Mr.
They went out through the kitchen, to get Dotty's red and white picnic basket; but they crept like a pair of thieves, lest Ruthie, who was mixing waffles, should hear them, and take notice of Dotty's bare ankles. Once out of the village, it did not take long for Miss Dimple to slip off her boots and tuck them in her pocket.
"I shouldn't like it at all, grandma. Don't let her go to my box will you?" "Selfish little girl!" said grandma, looking keenly at Dotty's troubled face. "You would expect Prudy to return every cent, if she were in your place." "Because because grandma " "Yes; and when I explain your duty to you, you don't understand me. You would understand if you were not so selfish!" Dotty winced.
"O, mamma," said she, "you do make me feel better. It felt a while ago as if they were beating drums in there." "Is your neck stiff, dear?" Katie thrust her little prying fingers under Dotty's chin, tickling her, of course. "No, auntie," said she, "'tisn't any stiff, her neck isn't." "But it's sore, mother.
Johnny, get some water somewhere, quick! and then run for the camphor bottle." Percy was at his wit's end. He ran round and round, with the little girl in his arms. She had life enough to cling to his neck. Johnny saw a pail of water, dipped a tea-strainer into it, and dashed two drops in Dotty's face. "That won't do, boy! Throw on a quartful! Hurry!" Johnny promptly obeyed.
Jennie's tone was defiant. She assumed a courage she was far from feeling. Dotty was speechless with surprise, but her eyes grew as round as soap-bubbles. "The pockets don't belong to her, Dotty, and never did. They never came out of any of her dresses now did they?" Dotty's eyes swelled like a couple of bubbles ready to burst. "Jennie Vance, I didn't know you's a thief."
I'll tell her too, and I'm sure she'll see that you couldn't do anything else than get the frock, or kick up a terrible bobbery!" This was common sense, as Dotty's remarks often were, so Dolly accepted the situation, and made the best of it.
She was so stunned by the shock that she scarcely cared whether one of her children was spared or not; she only thought in her stupor that Mr. Parlin would not pay her for Dotty's lodging if the child was blown to pieces. "I know how it happened," said she, twitching at her own hair to arouse herself.
Then Susy proceeded to dress Dotty's doll in a very simple fashion, with two holes for short sleeves, and a skirt with a raw edge; but she looked kind and pleasant while she was at work, and Dotty was just as well pleased as if it had been an elegant costume she was preparing. And it was really good enough for a poor deformed rag-baby, with a head shaped like a stove-pipe.
He said their writing was like turkey's tracks. He said it looked as if a fly had got into the inkstand, and crawled over the paper." Dotty's face was the picture of distress. "It's a drefful thing to grow up a nidiot," said she, drawing her mouth down as she had seen Prudy do when beseeching her to learn the alphabet. "Don't he know all the letters, skippin' about?"
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