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I'se pore, but I'se clean, an' I ain't forgot how ter git up good dinners. Now, I wants ter hab a good talk 'bout our feller-sarvants." "Yes, and I," said Robert, "want to hear all about Uncle Daniel, and Jennie, and Uncle Ben Tunnel." "Well, I'se got lots an' gobs ter tell yer. I'se kep' track ob dem all. Aunt Katie died an' went ter hebben in a blaze ob glory.
But Evan understood, he always does, and I hope that if the boys read this little book fifteen or twenty years hence, that they will also. As we reached the door the first snowflakes fell. Poor Jennie! The third day of our stay began in country quiet.
Why did she pray that naughty prayer, just to make Jennie feel bad? God must have thought it was very strange!" Grandma saw that Dotty's "blues" were dissolving like a morning mist; still she knew the child was in need of patchwork, and told her so. "Let us all take our work," said she, "and sit together in the nursery, so we may forget the dull weather."
George said that he and his friend were going up the avenue of the Elysian Fields, and that, if Rollo and Jennie would walk along behind them, they would not get lost. Jennie was very glad of this; for the crowd of people that were coming and going was getting to be very great, and she was a little afraid. Rollo, on the other hand, was rather sorry.
"Of course you're in the post office, or, rather, in our sitting room that opens from it," said Jennie. "But the mail! The mail!" Jack suddenly cried, trying to sit up. The motion sent such a rush of blood to his head that he had to fall limply back. "I I'll be all right in a minute," Jack said, after a pause. "But what about the mail? Tell me that! Did I bring it through safely?"
Now, tell me where you have been, and what you have seen, and all about it." Over their belated decoction of tea Jennie related everything that had happened. "And what do you expect to learn from the analysis at the chemist's, Jennie?" "I expect to learn something that will startle the Director of Police." "And what is that? Jennie, don't keep me on tenterhooks in this provoking way.
She knew Sam and smiled. "What can I do for you, Sam?" she asked. "Where is your father, Jennie?" "He just went down to the village to buy a new spade." "Oh, pshaw! that's too bad." "What is the matter? I hope you're not going to have a funeral in your family." "No funeral in this, Jennie. I met a thief in Oak Run and tried to have him arrested.
The only possible answer was that Jennie had divined, under the girl's well-bred poise, the desperation which was now terrifying him. It was no nightmare then of his own overwrought imagination. Jennie had perceived the emergency the actual life-or-death emergency and with courageous inspiration had done, unhesitatingly, the one thing that could possibly meet the case.
Burnett, old friends of his father and mother, and so, of course, the meal would be a formal one. Lester knew that his father was around somewhere, but he did not trouble to look him up now. He was thinking of his last two days in Cleveland and wondering when he would see Jennie again. As Lester came down-stairs after making his toilet he found his father in the library reading.
Peter didn't know whether Jennie had learned about his bad record, but he took no chances he told her everything, and thus took the sting out of it. Yes, he had been trapped into evil ways, but it wasn't his fault, he hadn't known any better, he had been a pitiful victim of circumstances.
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