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All the velvet was unconsciously out in Lilly's voice coping with the Dupree extravagance of manner. "Do you accept them as young as four weeks, Mrs. Dupree?" "Bless you, dearie, the three weeks' duckie darling of Cissie de Veaux is our youngest at present." "The comic-opera Cissie de Veaux?"
"Go on," urged Mrs. DuPree. "The telephone's right here in the hallway." He decided that discretion was the better part of valor and crossed over to his own porch. Once up in his room, he threw himself on the bed, and as the excitement of the chase wore off began to realize the extent of the morning's losses.
The elder Harrison boy who led the four skirmishers, ventured a shot to open the engagement. Silvey, Skinny, and Sid DuPree sauntered carelessly up. "Now!" shouted John. His little force split into two groups. Red, with Perry and two others, charged to the right of the advancing quartette, while the general's detachment dodged quickly past their left.
A little girl aged four had once been found battered and dead beside a farm hand's dinner pail in St. Louis County! Suddenly all the faces she could conjure began to form staring circles around her the Visigoths. Minnie Dupree. Ida Blair. Auchinloss. Phonzie. Phonzie!
"Having played postman, I suppose my next duty is to take myself off and leave my girl to her letters," was his affectionately smiling comment. "Not a bit of it, Dad. I'm dying to read these letters. They're from Judith Stearns and Adrienne Dupree. But even they must wait a little. I want to talk to you, my ownest Dad. Come and sit beside me on that bench."
"There'll be no apology," said Chester shortly. "Ah! In that case my friend, Lieutenant Dupree, demands satisfaction from Mr. Paine." "It seems to me he has had satisfaction," said Chester. "Ah!" replied the Frenchman cheerfully. "You no doubt refer to the blow passed by Mr. Paine? It is for that my friend demands satisfaction." "He had that coming to him," declared Chester. "So you may believe.
He sank thankfully into his desk as Sid DuPree sprang forward to admit the newcomer a new girl and her mother. From the shelter of his big geography, John surveyed the couple with that calmly critical stare which only a ten-year-old is master of. The mother was nice, he decided. Fat ones always were. It was your long, thin woman who made trouble.
Those new stereopticon views that move, that we used on the bills last week, show it that aura off the hair. Even the nurses and Mrs. Dupree have remarked Zoe's. She's really the show child of the place, you know." "By inheritance?" "No. She's only like me about the eyes, and like him in the honey color of her hair. Hers is as brilliant and curly as mine is dull and smooth. And she's so big.
Fletcher, The Fletcher, The old fly-catcher! came the cry from the porch. "Think you're smart," John glared. "Just dare you to come down here! Just dare you to!" "The old fly-catcher" continued. John opened his lips for a reply in kind. Sid DuPree Went out on a spree And never got back 'Til half-past three. The hero of the verse was struck suddenly dumb by this display of poetical ability.
"Dorothy Martin, Judith, Adrienne Dupree, Ethel Lacey, she's Adrienne's roommate, and Norma Bennett. That's all. Lots of girls in the sophomore class don't like her." "Yes, and who's Norma Bennett," sneered Marian. "She used to be a kitchen maid; now she's a third-rate actress. She's a pet of Adrienne's and Jane Allen's. I think we ought to make a fuss about having her here at the Hall.
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