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Even the generous hospitality of Colonel Kipp amiable under the influence of golden dreams even the smiles of the simpering Alvina, and the more brave coquetry of Car'line now become a decided admirer of my yellow buttons were not sufficient to preserve my spirits from ennui.
Lamb, I suppose you are that misguided young man?" said Aunt Kipp, as if it was a personal insult to herself. "Van Bahr Lamb, ma'am, if you please. Yes, thank you," murmured Baa-Baa, bowing, blushing, and rumpling his curly fleece in bashful trepidation. "Don't thank me," cried the old lady. "I'm not going to give you anything, far from it. I object to you altogether.
Theodore, come and kiss me," answered Aunt Kipp, briefly. "Yes'm," was the plaintive reply, and, closing his eyes, Toady awaited his fate with fortitude. But the dreaded salute did not come, for Aunt Kipp exclaimed in alarm, "Mercy on us! has the boy got the plague?"
The dignified gentleman took not the slightest notice of me as I approached; nor until I had got so near, as to leave no doubt upon his mind that a conversation was intended. Then, edging slightly round, and drawing in the boots, he made a half-face towards me still, however, keeping fast to his chair. "The army, sir, I prezoom?" interrogatively began Mr Kipp.
"I'm glad of it!" burst out Van, indignant at her accusation. "I didn't want Polly for the money; I always doubted if she got it; and I never wished her to make herself a slave to anybody. I've got enough for all, if we're careful; and when my share of the Van Bahr property comes, we shall live in clover." "What's that? What property are you talking of?" demanded Aunt Kipp, pricking up her ears.
"You'd better put tails on my jackets, mother; then the next time we get run away with, Aunt Kipp will have something to hold on by." It was impossible to help laughing at the recollection of the old lady clutching at the boy till he had hardly a button left, and at the paternal air with which he now proposed a much-desired change of costume, as if intent on Aunt Kipp's future accommodation.
If any one had had time or heart to laugh, they certainly would have done it when, after much groping, heaving, and hoisting. Mrs. Kipp was extricated and restored to consciousness; for a more ludicrously deplorable spectacle was seldom seen.
Belike enuf, the skunk tuk him back the same night, and then come agin 'ithout him; or Kipp might a sent a nigger to fetch him?" "But Holt's own horse the old `critter, as you call him?" "That diz need explainin'. He must a left him ahind. He culdn't a tuk him in the dug-out; besides, he wan't worth takin' along. The old thing war clean wore out, an' wuldn't a sold for his weight in corn-shucks.
"No'm, it's paint, and dirt, and glue, and it won't come off," said Toady, stroking his variegated countenance with grateful admiration for the stains that saved him. "Go and wash this moment, sir. Thank Heaven, I've got no boys," cried Aunt Kipp. as if boys were some virulent disease which she had narrowly escaped.
Polly and Van shook her hand heartily, and beamed upon each other like a pair of infatuated turtle-doves with good prospects. "Toady, you are as near an angel as a boy can be. Put a name to whatever you most wish for in the world, and it's yours," said Aunt Kipp, dramatically waving the rest away.
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