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"Lord, Lord, Miss Edy! ole marse 'ill kill we-dem. What 'ill old marse say? What 'ill everybody say to a young gal a-doin' of anything like dat dar? Oh, dear! dear! what will everybody say?" "They will say," said Edith, "if I meet the enemy and save the house they will say that Edith Lance is a heroine, and her name will be probably preserved in the memory of the neighborhood.
When we were East last summer didn't you pity the people? Only think, they never saw any lemons and oranges growing! They don't know much about roses either; they only have roses once a year." "That's true," replied Kyzie. "Let me button your gloves, Edy, you'll be dropping them off." "See those butterflies! I'd be happy if Bab was only in here," murmured a little voice from under Lucy's hat.
But tell me pretty pacifying lies and say you like them, even if you find them rubbish. "Your devoted and affectionate I went the next day to see the pictures with Edy. It was the "Briar Rose" series. They were beautiful.
But Tommy said he wanted the ball and Edy told him no that baby was playing with the ball and if he took it there'd be wigs on the green but Tommy said it was his ball and he wanted his ball and he pranced on the ground, if you please. The temper of him! O, he was a man already was little Tommy Caffrey since he was out of pinnies.
Night after night we used a "property" locket, but on my birthday, when we happened to be playing the piece, Charles Kelly bought a silver locket of Indian work and put inside it two little colored photographs of my children, Edy and Teddy, and gave it to me on the stage instead of the "property" one. When I opened it, I burst into very real tears!
And she tickled tiny tot's two cheeks to make him forget and played here's the lord mayor, here's his two horses, here's his gingerbread carriage and here he walks in, chinchopper, chinchopper, chinchopper chin. But Edy got as cross as two sticks about him getting his own way like that from everyone always petting him. I'd like to give him something, she said, so I would, where I won't say.
On the beeoteetom, laughed Cissy merrily. Gerty MacDowell bent down her head and crimsoned at the idea of Cissy saying an unladylike thing like that out loud she'd be ashamed of her life to say, flushing a deep rosy red, and Edy Boardman said she was sure the gentleman opposite heard what she said. But not a pin cared Ciss.
The twins were now playing again right merrily for the troubles of childhood are but as fleeting summer showers. Cissy Caffrey played with baby Boardman till he crowed with glee, clapping baby hands in air. Peep she cried behind the hood of the pushcar and Edy asked where was Cissy gone and then Cissy popped up her head and cried ah! and, my word, didn't the little chap enjoy that!
Perhaps you could make her a new one by the end of the week." "Oh, that will be all right," said Edy, bluffing, "I'll make her a dress by to-night." She has since told me that she did not really think she could make it in time! She had at this time a workshop in Henrietta Street, Covent Garden.
And Cissy and Edy shouted after them to come back because they were afraid the tide might come in on them and be drowned. Jacky! Tommy! Not they! What a great notion they had! So Cissy said it was the very last time she'd ever bring them out.
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