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"Oh," breathed Peace, a look of great relief passing over her face, "I thought sure you'd gone to sleep and I wouldn't get my lilacs after all." "You little goosie! I don't go to sleep that easily. Sing the chorus again for me, and then Hicks shall cut all the flowers you can carry." "He better begin now, then, 'cause the chorus ain't long and it sounds 'sif Elspeth was calling me.
I know perfectly well that stiff old schoolmarm isn't you! Now, will you tell me who you are, and what you really look like?" Patty had to think quickly. She had supposed that Cameron meant what he said, but after all he was fooling her. And she had thought she fooled him! "Which is me, then?" she said, in a small, low voice. "None of 'ern! You goosie!
"Oh, I'm people, at last!" she said with a soft exultance. "I've always looked on and looked on, like a doll or a mechanical figure and I'm real I'm in the midst of things! And it's all you and the wishing ring! ... John, did you see? Your people they really liked me!" "Of course they did, you little goosie," he told her, smiling down at her.
"You told me not to say a word," said Arabella, "and you looked so cross that I just didn't dare to, and I was going out so I'd be sure not to." Patricia was flattered to learn that Arabella had actually been afraid of her. "Goosie!" she cried, "when will you learn that I don't always mean all that I say! Old Sharp-eyes didn't really open my bundle. Come over here and see what was hidden in it."
"My dear little goosie, what IS the matter with you? Come," she said, taking the little girl's hand reassuringly in both her own, "tell me, child." A certain note of firmness in her usually drawling Southern voice checked a little the child's hysterical emotion. She gulped the choking lump in her throat and answered.
"But we don't know where to look," said Katherine. "A thing isn't much lost if you know where to look, goosie," answered Maurice. "You see, it is partly pretend," Rosalind explained. "I think it is a beautiful idea, don't you, boys?" she asked. "Maurice, are you going to promise to bear hard things bravely?" Jack asked, with a quizzical look.
The hall had to be trimmed with greens and those girls of the junior and senior classes who could, were appointed to help gather the decorations. "I don't want to go," objected Ann. "Goosie!" cried Helen. "Of course you do. It will be fun." "Not for me," returned the ranch girl, grimly. "Do you see who is going to head the party? That Mitchell girl. She's always nasty to me."
Then Mrs Weston's chair scudded away; Piggy skipped away to the stocks where Goosie was sitting with a large sheet of foolscap, in case her hand twitched for automatic script, and Lucia turned to Georgie, who alone was left. "Poor Daisy!" she said. "I dropped in just now, and really I found her very odd and strange.
"O-o-oh, don't!" begged Grace. "Don't be a goosie," said Bess. "The bear won't hear us. He must be dead a long time now, if he hasn't been heard of since Rhoda was born." "Well, you know, bears hibernate," ventured Grace Mason. "They go to sleep and don't wake up, sometimes, for ever and ever so long." "Not for fifteen years," laughed Rhoda.
And that Black Spanish ugh! He makes my blood curdle, just to look at him!" "Carrier-pigeons!" laughed Judith, as she began a hurried dressing. "The dear old goosie! And poor old José. She'll get something on him yet. I wonder why she " Suddenly Judith broke off. She was standing in front of a tall mirror, still only half-dressed.
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