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It was got for my Emmie's first, that didn't live but six months, and she never had but that one. I'd like Mrs. Perks to have it. It 'ud be a help to her with that great boy of hers. Will you take it along?" "OH!" said all the children together. When Mrs. Ransome had got out the perambulator and taken off the careful papers that covered it, and dusted it all over, she said: "Well, there it is.
It was in Australia that you and Adoniah got in with that trader Rogers, Emmie's father, and you was getting rich trading in opals. Then, the both of you fell in love with Emmie, and Adoniah beat you out and married her. It wa'n't long after that when Adoniah took down with a fever. God, man! When I think what you done to him when he couldn't fight back, I could kill you!
And, so long as Emily behaves herself, she shall be treated accordingly. When she doesn't, she shall be punished. You must understand that." "But Ben Edwards! Why, he's a wooden-head, same as his dad was a fore him! And Emmie's the smartest scholar in this town." "Oh, no, she isn't! She's a good scholar, but there are others just as good and even quicker to learn."
We'll keep the little frocks, and what not, Nell." "Then there's the perambulator and the gooseberries, and the sweets," said Bobbie, "they're from Mrs. Ransome. She said: 'I dare say Mr. Perks's children would like the sweets. And the perambulator was got for my Emmie's first it didn't live but six months, and she's never had but that one. I'd like Mrs. Perks to have it.
It would be a help with her fine boy. I'd have given it before if I'd been sure she'd accept of it from me. She told me to tell you," Bobbie added, "that it was her Emmie's little one's pram." "I can't send that pram back, Bert," said Mrs Perks, firmly, "and I won't. So don't you ask me " "I'm not a-asking anything," said Perks, gruffly. "Then the shovel," said Bobbie. "Mr.
She was the Mary to Emmie's Martha: that is, Matilda loved painting and music, and read a good many novels, whilst Emmie looked after the house-keeping. Emmie was shorter, plumper than her sister, and she had no accomplishments. She looked up to Matilda, whose mind was naturally refined and sensible. In their quiet, melancholy way, the two girls were happy. Their mother was dead.
But I have just heard of what happened at that meeting. Is it true that " She hesitated. "That Emmie's dad is alive and here? Yes, it's true." "But but that man last night? Was he THAT man?" The captain nodded. "That's the man," he said briefly. Miss Dawes shuddered. "Cap'n Whittaker," she asked earnestly, "are you sure he is really her father? Absolutely sure?" "Sure and sartin."
He shivered and turned round, half expecting to see Emmie's flushed, exciting face peering up at him. He almost sighed with relief when he found it was Tester. "Look here, just come for a stroll round the courts. The rain's stopped. I want to talk to you." They wandered out under the lindens. "I suppose you did go out last night, didn't you?" "Yes." "What on earth did you do it for?"
And then I took up my hat and left the room, and it was weeks before I set foot in Gladwyn again. 'Oh, Max! my poor Max! I returned, stroking his hand softly. He did not take it away: he only looked at me with his kind smile. 'That was Emmie's way, her favourite little caress.
After all, Aunt Mimy was kind of privileged by everybody to say what she pleased. But Stephen didn't do as every one did, always. "Emmie's beauty wasn't all in her pink cheeks, Miss Mimy," I heard him say, as I went into the back-entry to ask mother to bring down the mate of my sock.
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