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Teachum, and Emily the Adventures of Robin, Dicksy, Flapsy, and Pecksy, quite a new book, which she had never seen before.
Lord Cumnor was standing on the steps, waiting to hand his daughter out of the carriage. Lady Harriet stopped to kiss Molly on the forehead, and to say, 'I shall come some day soon, and bring you a load of Miss Edgeworth's tales, and make further acquaintance with Pecksy and Flapsy. 'No, don't, please, said Molly, taking hold of her, to detain her. 'You must not come indeed you must not.
"Yes," said Magdalen, rather wistfully. "I think she generally is so." "Maidie! may I call you by the old home name?" And as Magdalen answered with a kiss and tearful smile, "Do tell me, please, if Polly and Flapsy are nice to you?" Magdalen was taken by surprise at the pressure of the hand and the eyes that gazed into her face full of expression.
Thekla went off, in great indignation, to beg "sister" to speak to Flapsy, and beg her not to use dear Hubert so very very badly, which of course Magdalen refused to do, and Thekla had her first lesson on the futility of interfering with engaged folk; Paula meanwhile sent off the despatch, with one line to say that Vera was too busy to write that day.
Well, if she has got it for us, she is an angel indeed," said Vera. "It is a big one," said Thekla, "but the pony is a dear little thing; Pixy is his name, and I can ride him! Do come, Flapsy, and see! Earwaker will show you. It is he that does the oiling of Pixy and harnessing the bicycle. I mean " "Tick, Tick, which does he oil and which does he harness?" said Paula.
Pecksy and Flapsy I used to call them. I like the Miss Brownings; one gets enough of respect from them at any rate; and I've always wanted to see the kind of menage of such people. I'll bring you a whole pile of Miss Edgeworth's stories, my dear. Molly sate quite silent for a minute or two; then she mustered up courage to speak out what was in her mind. 'Well, go on I like to hear you.
"But, Flapsy, he really needs it without loss of time." "I'm sure he has no right to make me his clerk in that horrid peremptory way, as if one had nothing else to do but wait on his fads." "Flapsy, how can you?" broke out even Thekla. "Surely it is the greatest honour," said Paula. "Well, do it yourself then, I'm not going to be bothered for ever."
"I believe Flapsy can't live without it," sighed Agatha. "But would you speak to her? I don't think she ought to let him give her boxes of bonbons to keep up in her room, and never give a hint to Maidie." Agatha did speak but the effect was to set Vera into crying out at every one being so intolerably cross about such a trifle, Gillian Merrifield and all! "Did Gillian speak to you?"
So breakfast went off merrily; and after the round of the garden and the pets, Agatha promised to come, when summoned, to hear how well Thekla could read French. In the meantime she waited in the morning- room, looking at her sisters' books; Vera pushed aside the Venetian blind. "Don't come in that way, Flapsy!" called Paula.
And as to Waring Grange, which we used to think just perfect, it was all so pretentious and in such bad taste. Hubert saw it as much as we did, but I could see he was on thorns to hinder Flapsy from making observations." Certainly the visit had not done much good, except in making the girls appreciate the refinement of their surroundings at the Goyle.
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