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"I don't have to think, Mistuh Robin," says Uncle Noah. "Miss Peggy told me that herself the mornin' I come away." Young Mr. Hollister gazes earnest into them gentle old blue eyes for a second, then he takes a turn or two up and down the lib'ry, and fin'lly claps Uncle Noah on the shoulder. "I've been waiting all summer for a taste of those grapes," says he. "Come, we can just catch the midnight.
I calls out, jumpin' after him. "Better let me break it to 'em in there." "As you please," says Gilkey; "only let's have no delay." So I skips across the hall and into the lib'ry, where they're all makin' a stab at bein' chatty and gay, with Pa Pulsifer in the center. "Excuse me," says I, "but there's a young gent wants a few words with Mr. Pulsifer."
"Huh!" says I. "A swell chance I've had to tell you anything, ain't I? But if the folks will excuse us for half an hour, I'll tell you all I know about a lot of things." And, say, Aunty don't even glare after us as we slips through the draperies into the lib'ry, leavin' 'em to explain to each other how I come to be on hand so accidental.
William had a brilliant idea. "Let's go 'cross to that window an' get in," he said eagerly. "That's the lib'ry and no one uses it 'cept father, and he's not in till later." Mr. Blank insisted on tying Jumble up, then he swung himself dexterously through the window. William gave a gasp of admiration. "You did that fine," he said. Again Mr. Blank closed one eye.
They're in the smoke-room, the ladies' boodwor, the lib'ry, the drorin'-room, dinin' saloon, the officers' quarters, and why, some of the men is even down in the stokeholds. Oh yes, we took 'em all aboard, of course. But I expect we shall thin 'em out a good bit presently.
"Maybe that's why I couldn't locate this reservoir he said I ought to see, the one I was huntin' for when we fouled. See, it says corner of 42d and Fifth-ave., plain as day; but all I could find was that big white buildin' with the stone lions in front." "Naturally," says I; "for they tore the old reservoir down years ago and built the new city lib'ry on the spot.
So I chases right up there. She's out. The maid admits she went away with a party answerin' Killam's description. I wouldn't have been sure, though, if I hadn't found a map of Florida on the lib'ry table and Nunca Secos Key marked on it. Now, what do you know about that? Auntie! Ain't that rich?" No hilarity from Old Hickory not even one of them cracked concrete smiles of his.
"Ah, ditch the assault and battery!" says I. "It ain't me. But there's someone in the lib'ry you could soothe with a word or two maybe. Why not go in and see her?" "Her?" says he, starin' pop-eyed. "You you don't mean Miss Billings?" "Sure!" says I. "Joey, it's you she wants, and if I was you I'd " But he's off on the run, with a queer, eager look on his face.
"You's to go right in to de lib'ry, chile, right in jes' as soon as I git dis yer candle lit;" and getting down on her knees she puffed away at the coals and burned splinters till she succeeded in coaxing her tallow candle to burn. She got up, came back to where Noll was sitting, and holding the light close to his face, looked down at him long and steadily.
"'Dickens he did! I remarked, supposin' it was us to me to do some remarkin'. "'And, says Sammy, 'he's got eight hundred an' sixty-four of them highly improvin' an' intellectooal volumes stored in the barn right now. "'Quite a lib'ry, I says, off-hand like. "'Numerous, but monotonous, says Sam. 'As a lib'ry them books don't give the variety of topics they oughter.
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