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The roseate dream had been followed by a cruel, and a lasting, awakening. Some day Genevieve would laugh at the memory of this tragic evening, as she laughed at George's stern ultimatums, and at Junior's decision to be an engineer, and at Jinny's tiny cut thumb. But she had no sense of humor now.
"I'm pretty sure she'll want to go." At the earliest permissible hour, Patricia slipped into her pink kimono and slippers and sped softly to Miss Jinny's room, where she tapped lightly, and was admitted at once by Miss Jinny, fully dressed and with a little book in her hand.
He winked at his friend as the old darkey faded into the darkness of the store, and continued: "Did I ever tell you about Wilson Peale's portrait of my grandmother, Dorothy Carvel, that I saw this summer at my brother Daniel's, in Pennsylvania? Jinny's going to look something like her, sir. Um! She was a fine woman. Black hair, though. Jinny's is brown, like her Ma's."
John doesn't understand them." Jinny's whole existence was bound up in the three little ones she had brought into the world. "Dearest Jinny, don't fret. I'll look after them for you, and take care of them," promised Mary wiping away her tears.
Well, is it a bargain, father? The old man thought for some time, and at length said, 'Yes. 'Well, then, there's another thing. Jinny's stumbled against something and got a black eye. Let's get her out of the house without the servants seeing her this evening, after dusk. And I'll meet you any day you like at Shaen and Maskell's.
Judith explained that although she had been so eager for a visit to the celebrated night life, she had tired of the loneliness of work hours, and had run off home, leaving Elinor still expecting her criticism. "Besides, I wanted to see Miss Jinny," said Judith, affectionately twining her arms about Miss Jinny's waist. "I haven't seen her for a whole month, you know."
Doctor King told his mare, and slapped a rein down on Jinny's back. "But, Doctor King, they are queer," Johnny insisted. "What's the milk in the coconut about 'em?" "Maybe a thunderstorm soured it." Johnny grinned, then he looked at Jinny's ears, coughed, and said, "I'd like to ask you a question, sir." "Go ahead." "When people are kind to you just what do you owe 'em?
Riquette, a bit of movable furniture without which the room seemed incomplete, deftly slipped in between the circle of legs and feet, and curled up upon Jinny's lap. Her snoring, a wheezy noise that made Jimbo wonder 'why it didn't scrape her, was as familiar as the ticking of the clock. Old Mere Riquette knew her rights. And she exacted them. Jinny's lap was one of these.
"Bress your soul, sah," said Ephum, his face falling perceptibly, "bress your soul, sah, Miss Jinny's done gone to Halcyondale, in Kaintuck, to see her grandma. Ole Ephum ain't de same nigger when she's away." The young Captain's face showed as much disappointment as the darkey's. "Cuss it!" said he, strongly, "if that ain't too bad!
Then, perhaps, she will join the Pony Riders' Club." "What?" "I said she might join the club," reiterated Tad. "Then I resign," declared Chunky. "All right," retorted Tad. "Jinny's better than no horse at all. And you haven't any." "Yes, but my uncle is going to get me one next week. He's going to buy the handsomest one he can find out at the McCormick ranch," chortled the fat boy.
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