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Greggory to teach him books; and I shall tell them both that I positively need them to keep you company." "Oh, but Billy," bridled Aunt Hannah, with prompt objection. "Tut, tut! I know you'll be willing to be thrown as a little bit of a sop to the Greggorys' pride," coaxed Billy. "You just wait till I get the Overflow Annex in running order.
A moment later the girl was in Billy's place, and Billy herself was at his side. "That was Alice Greggory, Bertram," she told him, as they walked on swiftly; "and Bertram, she was actually almost crying when she took my place." "Humph! Well, I should think she'd better be," growled Bertram, perversely. "Pooh!
Then came that day at the Annex and the discovery: the discovery which he had made when Billy called his attention to Calderwell and Alice Greggory across the room in the corner; the discovery which had come with so blinding a force, and which even now he was tempted to question as to its reality; the discovery that not Billy Neilson, nor Mrs.
Then it's all beautifully settled," rejoiced Billy, with a happy sigh; and unconsciously she gave Alice Greggory's hand near her a little pat. In Billy's mind the "circumstances" of Arkwright's acceptance of the part were Alice Greggory and her position as accompanist, of course.
"Of course," resumed the mother, "Alice's pupils are few, and they pay low prices; but she is gaining. She goes to the houses, of course. She herself practises two hours a day at a house up on Pinckney Street. She gives lessons to a little girl in return." "I see," nodded Billy, brightly; "and I've been thinking, Mrs. Greggory maybe I know of some pupils she could get.
Greggory began a hurried apology, much as if the words had indeed been spoken. "My daughter is really ill this morning. You mustn't mind that is, I'm afraid you'll think you see, she took cold last week; a bad cold and she isn't over it, yet," finished the little woman in painful embarrassment.
Both words and manner were obviously a dismissal; and with a puzzled sigh William Henshaw picked up his hat. His face showed very clearly that he did not know what to do, or what to say; but it showed, too, as clearly, that he longed to do something, or say something. During the brief minute that he hesitated, however, Billy sprang forward. "Mrs. Greggory, please, won't you let me buy the teapot?
Why oh, you couldn't leave your place, of course," frowned Billy. "No, and" Alice Greggory lifted her head a little proudly "I do not care to eat here." Her scornful eyes were on one of the pieces of pie down the line no longer a triangle. "Of course not," agreed Billy, promptly. She paused, frowned, and bit her lip. Suddenly her face cleared. "There! the very thing," she exulted.
When, therefore, it had come to her knowledge afterward that he was frequently with his old friend, Alice Greggory, she had been so glad. It was very easy then to fan hope into conviction that here, in this old friend, he had found sweet balm for his wounded heart; and she determined at once to do all that she could do to help.
The first rehearsal for the operetta came on Wednesday evening. There would be another on Thursday afternoon. Billy had told Alice Greggory to arrange her pupils so that she could stay Wednesday night at Hillside, if the crippled mother could get along alone and she could, Alice had said.
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