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Updated: June 13, 2025
Pansy looked from one to the other, for a moment, then nestled close to Kittie, as she remarked with decision: "You're not my lady; you're the other one." "How do you know?" "Well, I 'spect I couldn't jes tell, but then you are."
Tell me about it," exclaimed Ralph, swinging himself into the window, and hurrying to turn comforter. "The ca-ake is ruined," sobbed Kittie, entirely given over to despair and grief. "It's all slopped and soaked to pieces in the old icing and I don't want to tell Bea and I don't know what to do, either.
There was nobody in the kitchen, for Ruthie was down cellar sweeping. Flyaway caught her shaker off the "short nail," and stole out without being seen. Sitting in the sun on the piazza was the "blue" kittie. "Finkin' 'bout a mouse, I spect," said little Flyaway, seizing her and blowing open her eyes like a couple of rosebuds. "Does you know where I's a-goin'? Up to heaven.
Only hurry and come out;" and away fluttered Kittie, with the memory of Bea's brightened face, to provide the young guests with plates and expectations.
"A wubber ball," guessed Mun Bun, coming from the window against the panes of which the snow was now beating rapidly. "No," Laddie said. "A coupé!" exclaimed Violet. "Huh! No!" said her twin in disdain. Margy asked if he meant a kittie.
"Not so fast, Kittie; father left it to me altogether. He knew it would be unpleasant to have that deformed boy always before me, and so he would give no answer to old Patrick without my consent; and I don't believe I shall say yes very soon. I'm sorry Jim went away, for I loved to come down here sometimes while he had the place; he always had something nice to say to me."
After Uncle Wiggily and the pussy had helped the robin get the cowbird's eggs out of her nest, as I told you in the story before this, the rabbit and the kittie stayed in the woods a little while talking to the mamma bird. "I should like to see the little robins hatch out of the eggs," said the pussy, as she frisked her tail about and smoothed out her fur. "So should I," added Uncle Wiggily.
Lincoln took a broad fan from the mantle, and, seating herself by the youth, pushed aside the heavy hair from his brow and quietly fanned him, while she tried to draw his thoughts away from himself, and fix them upon something pleasing and instructive; but the mood was perverse, and she was about to despair when two little feet came patting through the hall, and Kittie Fay burst suddenly into the room.
"Don't thank anything with which you have so little acquaintance; it's apt to never be appreciated." "No acquaintance that I have with anything, or any body troubles me as much as the acquaintance that I have with you." "You have my sympathy, for I'm troubled with the same feeling." "Do hush," exclaimed Kittie. "It's perfectly awful the way you two do talk. Ralph, come play chess.
Kittie come down to the pond, and let's take a row." "I will in a little while," said Kittie, putting her sewing aside; "but Ralph is going to help me with that example I couldn't get, and I'll do that first, then I'll be down." "Well, I'll not look for you," said Kat discontentedly. "After you get your old example, there'll be something else, and then it'll be time to get dinner.
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