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Perhaps that will teach you to wear your rubbers next time and be more careful." Jewel found the backstairs and ascended them, her little heart hot within her. "She's the impolitest woman in the whole world, Anna Belle!" she whispered. "I'm going to not cry. Mother didn't know what impoliteness there was at grandpa's or she wouldn't have let us come."
There was a tall, thin young man who went to the horses' heads, a little girl with flaming red hair who looked about fourteen years old, and a tall, thin old lady with hair as white and curly as Grandpa's, who came out to the carriage and took Mother and Sunny Boy both in her arms at once. "You're Grandma," said Sunny Boy.
"Our world-renowned setter completes and perfects the whole process by adding tone and permanency to the efficacious qualities of the lotion, potion, and dyer, etc.;" while on Grandpa's head the unutterable dye was set. "Now, read teacher some of the testimonials, daughter," said Grandma Keeler, whose face was one broad, generous illustration of that rare and peculiar virtue called faith.
"Florence goes over to grandpa's after dark and sits on the ground up against the porch and listens." Noble first looked startled then uneasily reminiscent. "I don't believe Florence ought to do that," he said gravely. "I wouldn't do it!" Herbert was emphatic. "That's right, Herbert. I'm glad you wouldn't." "No, sir," the manly boy declared.
He was either working cooking, washing, ironing, cleaning, waiting on the longshoreman or the aged soldier, going out grandly in his scout uniform to fetch things from the grocer's, smartening Grandpa's appearance or his own or else he was reading. And when he was reading, his world and all of its cares dropped magically away from him, and the clock hands fairly spun.
"Perhaps the train can't go any farther, and we can't get to Tarrington." "Oh, can't we go to Grandpa's?" asked Rose, looking as if she could not bear to have such a dreadful thing happen. "I want to go!" "If the train can't go we can get out and walk," suggested Russ. "I like to walk in the snow. If I had some lawn tennis rackets I could make snowshoes for all of us, and we could walk on them."
"Are you are you going to make me go back to the circus?" Ben asked slowly. "Not unless you want to go, though we want you back with us very much, for we have missed you," the man replied. "I'll not go back to be beaten the way I was!" cried Ben. "I can't stand that. That's why I ran away." "You can just stay with us; can't he Mother?" pleaded Sue. "He can work on grandpa's farm with Bunker Blue."
The vacation of Bunny and Sue, on grandpa's farm was at an end. In a few days they were to go back to their home, near the ocean. "Oh, but we have had such fun here; haven't we, Bunny?" cried Sue. "Indeed we have," he said. "Jolly good fun!" "I wonder what we'll do next?" Sue asked. "I don't know," answered her brother. But, as I happen to know, I'll tell you.
At first he laughed and then he said: "Oh, this is too bad! That's one of your grandpa's best calves, and he won't like it a bit, painting him that way." "He's a zebra," said Bunny. "No matter what he is," and Henry shook his head, "it's too bad. I shouldn't have left the paint where you could get it. I'll have to tell Mr. Brown." Bunny and Sue felt bad at this.
Several long and dismal toots sent Lita galloping through the grassy path as the sound of the trumpet excites a war-horse, and "father and Bijah," alarmed by the signal at that hour, leaned on their rakes to survey with wonder the distracted-looking little horseman approaching like a whirlwind. "Guess likely grandpa's had 'nother stroke.
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