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He goes to the forest looking like a magistrate and a gentleman; he always comes back looking like a bog-trotter and a drunkard. There must be women in it!" Here, in an impulse of weak rage, the poor lady got up and walked to her mirror and looked at her face. Apparently satisfied that such charms were trampled on, she dried her tears altogether, and resumed: "Ginny, go out of the room!
Each turned, surprised, at Isobel's defence of Jerry's right, marveling at the earnestness in her face. "Oh don't," implored Jerry. "I'm glad Ginny won it." Ginny stamped her foot. "I'm not I wish I hadn't. I never dreamed I would honest. What a mess! I wish I'd just turned and told them all about it, but I didn't have the nerve! I'm just yellow." That from Ginny Cox, the invincible forward!
Peggy Lee interrupted to say that she thought Miss Gray had made an awful fuss about nothing, but Ginny hushed her quickly. Then the story came to the winning of the Award. "Two points Jerry only needed two points. And she lost ten as a punishment about the snowman. Don't you see she's really the winner?"
The extravagance of her demonstration startled Jerry, but when Gyp introduced her, in an off-hand way: "This is Ginny Cox, Jerry," Jerry found herself fascinated by the dash and "camaraderie" in the girl's manner. There were other introductions and excited greetings; each tried to tell how "scrumptious" and "gorgeous" and "spliffy" she thought the new school.
It's sometimes hard but I guess Jerry sees the truth." There was no doubt from the expression of Jerry's face but that she saw the truth Uncle Johnny's homely simile had made it very clear. "But I won't take it that wouldn't be fair." It was the new Ginny who spoke. "So it'll go to Dana King." "Yes, it will go to Dana King." Uncle Johnny was serious now.
Well, it made Mamie so nervous. You know she always was a hysterical creature. It made her so nervous that she had to have Wilbur that's her husband go out and put a bug on the Ginny before she would allow the flag to drop. Then we went out and had our wedding breakfast.
We can't ask her." Gyp was right, of course, Jerry thought, but she wished Ginny Cox might be invited to join. "Let's go down now. Oh, won't it be fun? Swear, Jerauld Travis, that burning irons won't drag our secret from you!" "Nothing will make me tell," promised Jerry.
Donal was across in a moment, for here the water was nowhere over a foot or two in depth. "Oh, Donal! you've wet your feet!" cried Ginevra. Donal laughed. "What ill 'ill that dee me, mem?" "None, I hope," said Ginny; "but it might, you know." "I micht hae been droont," said Donal. "Nicie," said Ginny, with dignity, "your brother is laughing at me." "Na, na, mem," said Donal, apologetically.
"We might have known no one could beat you, Coxie." "It was that ninety-nine in old Cicero." "Hurrah for Ginny!" Dana King trooped up a yell. "Lincoln Cox! Lincoln Cox!" Through it all Ginny Cox stood very still, a flush on her face but a distressed look in her eyes.
During the night King Winter maliciously abetted Ginny in her work, for a turn in his temper laid a sparkling crust over everything and especially the little snowlady who waited, immovable, on a little rise of ground near the main entrance of the school. The pupils, arriving at Highacres the next morning, rubbed their eyes in their amazement.
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