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When the clamor slackened, she replied, "Why, young Cuffy from the baker's, and all he said was, 'David Dubbs, to be sent card inside, and then kissing his hand, and crying 'Love to her, meaning I don't know who," with a smirk at Polly, "he jumped aboard his wagon and flew away down the court." Never was a turkey enjoyed so much, and never had a turkey better deserved it. Mr.
"I'll tell you what it is, Henderson," he said; "I can't and I won't stand this any longer. It's the last detention breaks the boy's back. I hate Saint Winifred's, I hate Dr Lane, I hate Robertson, and I hate, hate, hate Paton!" he said, stamping angrily. "Hooroop!" said Henderson; "so the patient Evson is on fire at last. Tell it not to Dubbs."
Power used always to say to his friends that Dubbs was the worthiest, the bravest, the most upright and conscientious boy in all Saint Winifred's school. Daubeny, on the other hand, had for Power the kind of adoration of the savage for the sun; he was the boy's beau-ideal of a perfect scholar and a perfect being.
It is, therefore, needless to say that the twin daughters of David, namely, Molly and Polly Dubbs, being all that is here set down, should have been seen in all their kindliness to be truly known, and no other form of introduction would do them full justice. Molly was the counterpart of Polly in all respects save height.
"You're right, Dubbs, and I respect you; ay, you fellows may sneer if you like, but I advised you not to do it, and I won't make myself an idiot because you do." "Never mind," drawled Howard Tracy. "I hate Paton, and I'll do anything to spite him," whereupon he snatched the book from Daubeny, and threw it entire into the flames.
"O Dubbs, I've plagued you so," said Henderson, sobbing as if his heart would break; "I've never done anything but teaze you, and laugh at you, and you've always been so good and so patient to me. Do forgive me." "Pooh!" said Daubeny, trying to rally him. "Listen to him, Walter; who'd think that Flip was talking? Teased me, Flip?" he continued, as Henderson still sobbed at intervals, "not you!
Bravo, old fellow!" to his little songs, or encouraged him by such exclamations as "Dave Dubbs can't be beat at a ballad!" Oh, the long, long time ago! But to proceed. As David Dubbs met the ambushed winds that leaped upon him at the corner of the court, he also met the person to whom he had waved his hand from the store-door.
"There," said Power laughing, "I should think that was about the grossest indignity the Genius of Appenfell ever had offered to him; so now you've had your revenge, take care of Dubbs. Good-bye." "How very kind it is of you to come with me, Flip," said Daubeny; "I don't think I could manage to get home without your help; but I'm quite vexed to drag you back. Good-bye, you fellows."
Griffin had fully delivered himself of these remarks the little person of David Dubbs was out in the cold, was in and out among the screws on the door, had put up the shutters, and simultaneously with the last word stood in the half-opened door and, all unseen by his employer, waved his hand to some one at the corner of the court.
But, Dubbs, you are too desponding; we shall have you here yet for many pleasant days." "I don't know; perhaps so, if God wills. I am very young. I should like to stay a little longer in the sunshine. Walter, I should like to stay with you. I love you more, I think, than any one except Power," and as he spoke, a quiet tear rolled slowly down Daubeny's face. Walter only pressed his hand.
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