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In his sleep, Russy felt them, but he thought it was Jeffy's mother kissing Jeffy. "It feels good, doesn't it?" he murmured. "I don't wonder Jeffy likes it! If my mother kissed me I told Jeffy she did! It was a Lie, but I had to. You have to, when they say things like that about your mother. You have to say she kisses you oh, always! She comes 'way up-stairs every night a-purpose to.
Now Jeffy's Ethiopian tones were inspiriting, and to their music I began the mystic march of another day. Doctor Percival was not out of patience, it seemed, with waiting; for, as I went in, he was so engrossed with a morning paper that he did not even look up, or notice me, until I made myself vocal, and then only to say, "Ring for breakfast, Anna; I shall have done by the time it comes."
I questioned Jeffy, as if I knew all the antecedents of the case perfectly. "Oh, he's jolly to-night. I think Master Percival might have let me stay to see the fun;" and Jeffy's eyes rolled to and fro in their orbits, as if anxious to strike against some wandering comet. "Is tea over?" I asked. "No, miss. Master said he'd wait for you.
My casket of treasures I had committed to bands for keeping. Now I laid it down, and, folding up my protective robes, I had just gone to try my father's easy-chair, alone, when Jeffy's ebon head struck in again. "I didn't see ye afore, Miss Anna. I'so mighty glad you've come;" and Jeffy atoned for his former omission by his present joy. "How is he?"
Why was it that this little omission of Jeffy's, the African boy, should create a vacancy? Oh! it is because Nature made me so exacting. I wanted everybody to welcome me. I lifted my head from my father's shoulder, and asked, in some dismay, "What is it, father?" "I've gotten myself in trouble, Anna. I've let chaos into my house. I wanted you to help me." "What is it? what has happened?"
In a flash of agonized understanding the wistful little sleep-story was filled out in every detail. She understood all the tragedy of it. "Russy! Russy!" She shook him in her eagerness. "Russy, it's my kisses! I'm kissing you! It isn't Jeffy's mother, it's your mother, Russy! Feel them! don't you feel them on your forehead and your hair and your little red lips? It's your mother kissing you!"
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