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Mrs. Hargrave shook her head when after the first greetings he asked for Rosanna. "In bed," said Mrs. Horton. "I will have something to tell you about her later, Robert, but now tell us what has happened since I left you." "The kiddie isn't in disgrace for anything, is she?" insisted Robert. "Not at all!" said Mrs. Hargrave. "Did you find your friend?"
A small, trustful smile appeared at the corners of Bobbie's mouth. "I know you do, Jinnie," he agreed. "Tell it to me." Jinnie pressed her lips on his hair. "And if I tell you, kiddie, you'll not cry any more or worry Peggy?" "I'll be awful good, and not cry once," promised the boy, settling himself expectantly. "Now, then, listen hard!"
Hervey Garstaing waited for that. The Indians never saw it. He pouched it, and beat the trail, as I said, with Nita and the kiddie. Say, I needn't tell you more than that. I don't know any more except the police have been chasing his trail since." He fumbled in a pocket, and drew out a sealed envelope addressed in a woman's handwriting, and another that was opened.
You c'n teach me heaps about trappin' the wild critters, an' livin' in the woods, an' scoutin'; about horses, too, an' buffaloes an' Injuns." He paused, surprised at the length of his speech. "Yes," nodded Kiddie. "We'll go on the trail together. We'll go trapping and fishing and shooting. You shall be my boy scout."
Jim came into Norah's room and switched on her light. "Sure you're all right, kiddie?" "Rather!" said Norah. "I've laughed too much to be anything else." "Then go to sleep laughing," said Jim, practically. "I'm quite close if you want anything." "Oh, I won't want anything, thanks," Norah answered. "Good-night, Jimmy." "Good-night, little chap."
They finished to applause, and as the orchestra ended its minuet it slid on into a modern dance, and so did each of the couples, dancing on out on the floor. Joy sank down at the end of the waltz on a seat by the wall, with John beside her. He bent over her. "Having a good time, kiddie?" he asked her gently. She nodded, her eyes like stars.
Something in his voice made me determine to introduce Belle Proctor's little sixteen-year-old sister to Bud in the near future. The kiddie spends half her time away from school in Bess's conservatory with Mr. G. Bird's non-resident family, and I think it will do her good to come out in the field and play with Bud. She is frail and too slight.
An' she just worshipped her baby." Here Meg paused a moment. "Tom was a real danger to the country when she died," she presently went on. "He used to run about the woods like a madman, calling her to come back to 'im, an' threatenin' to murder any one who came nigh 'im; then, by and by, he took to the kiddie, an' he's steadier now."
"I ain't just certain 'bout that railroad train; but I sure never seen a critter go along quicker'n that hound's goin' now. Why, she'll overtake Kiddie inside of half an hour, for all his long start of her!" Kiddie, indeed, had not gone half a dozen miles before the deerhound was galloping at his pony's heels.
Unfortunately, when the tub was half filled, Ray Anderson called them to come and see his new kiddie car and when that was duly inspected, Sarah pressed Shirley into service to help her feed the rabbits. "Let's go up to the store and buy 'em some fresh carrots," Sarah suggested. "I'll get the money out of the tin bank Rosemary won't mind, 'cause I'll pay her back soon as I can."
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