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Doan let him ever know peace of min' till he owns the 'ittle girl; though, dear Lawd, what should we do without her me an' Jake?" Mandy Ann was on her knees now, with her hands uplifted, as she prayed for cusses on the man who had wrought such harm to her mistress.
She's just tryin' to haul off one of his shoes when 'Ikky-boy cuts loose with the rough motions, fists and feet both in action, until she has to straighten up to save her hat and her hair. "Dess one 'ittle toe-tiss?" she begs. "Say," demands 'Ikky-boy, pushin' her face away fretful, "where oo get 'at stuff?" "Wha-a-at?" gasps Mrs. Butt.
"Dear father," cried Violet, putting herself before him, "it is true what I have been telling you! This is our little snow-girl, and she cannot live any longer than while she breathes the cold west-wind. Do not make her come into the hot room!" "Yes, father," shouted Peony, stamping his little foot, so mightily was he in earnest, "this be nothing but our 'ittle snow-child!
He told her of Daisy when he could trust himself to talk at all, of Julia's sickness and death, and Miss Frances felt her heart go out as it had never gone before toward the woman about whom little Daisy talked constantly. "Most bootiful lady," she said, "an' looked des like an 'ittle dirl, see was so short, an' her eyes were so hue an' her hair so turly."
You're shivering," he cried with concern. "Are you cold?" "I am a li ittle chi illy," she admitted as she put a hand to her chin to keep her teeth from chattering. He grasped her other hand. "It's like ice!" he reproached. "Why didn't you tell me? The nights are cold in these northern latitudes even in summer, and I'm a proper chump to have allowed you to sit still so long."
They all listened; and this was what they heard proceeding from within the wardrobe, a sob coming in as a sort of hyphen between each word of the little fellow's prayer. "Dod bess pa an' Conny an' Liz an' 'ittle Ciss an' Jupp, de porter man, an' Mary an' an' all de oders an' make me dood boy an' I'll neber do it again, amen!"
Jogglebury then proceeded with: 'Ou go before CHILD. 'With bottle and bag, MAMMA. 'And I'll follow after CHILD. 'With 'ittle Jack Nag. 'Well now, that is wonderful! exclaimed Mr. Sponge, hurrying on his dog-skin gloves, and wishing both Obin and Ichard farther. 'Isn't it! exclaimed Mrs.
Rags sat at the head of the dinner-table, and had taken the precaution to get the headless doll on his right, with a view to eating her gingerbread as well as his own, doing no violence to the proprieties in this way, but rather concealing her defects from a carping public. "I tell you sompfin' ittle Mit Vildy Tummins," Gay was saying to her battered offspring.
Besides, Auntie never did have any use for this Mrs. Butt anyway and hardly speaks to her civil when she meets her. Now Auntie is squirmin' in her chair and I can guess how her fingers are itchin' to rescue the youngster. "Um precious 'ittle sweetums, ain't oo?" gurgles Mrs. Butt, rootin' him in the stomach with her nose. "Won't um let me tiss um's tweet 'ittle pinky winky toes?"
No darlin' 'ittle Ethel to pank and tiss no more. Poor Mamma!" "Does Ethel think Mamma likes to spank her?" "Yes; Mamma does des what she likes." "But it is only when Ethel is naughty that Mamma spanks her. Here, sweetheart, let me tie your sunbonnet tighter. Now Ruth is going to lie here and read, and you can play hide-and-seek all about these trees."
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