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Libbie went back and closed the book, with a word of explanation to Margaret Hall, and then ran downstairs, to learn the reason of Anne's anxiety to see her. "Oh, Libbie!" she burst out with, and then, checking herself with the remembrance of Libbie's last solemn duty, "how's Margaret Hall?
"Oh! listen," said Libbie, once more struggling against her own increasing agitation. "Listen! there's Peter chirping as he always does when he's put about, frightened like; and you know he that's gone could never abide to hear the canary chirp in that shrill way."
"I'll be the mother!" Esther began to pin up her hair, a dignity to which she secretly aspired. "I'm your bridesmaid, Libbie," announced Betty, catching up the bride's train and beginning to hum the wedding march under her breath. "If you will be silly idiots, I'm the minister," said Bobby, mounting the bed and leaning over the foot rail as if it were a pulpit.
What is your name?" "Libbie Van Zant." "Very well, Miss Van Zant, when am I to meet your brother?" "You are not to meet him right away." "Why not?" "I do not wish him to suspect that I have betrayed him. I must have time to prepare him for the meeting with you." "That is all right." "And now let me tell you something: these are very desperate men; you must secure aid." "Oh, certainly."
Rebecca thought she had suffered enough from that process already during the last twelve hours, but she put out an obedient hand and the two withdrew. Now Miss Dearborn was, I fear, a very indifferent teacher. Dr. Moses always said so, and Libbie Moses, who wanted her school, said it was a pity she hadn't enjoyed more social advantages in her youth.
His fellow-passengers carried him to the park, and refused all payment, although his mother had laid by sixpence on purpose, as a recompense for this service. "Oh, Libbie, how beautiful! Oh, mother, mother! is the whole world out of Manchester as beautiful as this? I did not know trees were like this! Such green homes for birds! Look, Peter! would not you like to be there, up among those boughs?
Seeing Anne in such a friendly mood, emboldened Libbie to tell her of her change of place; of her intention of lodging henceforward with Margaret Hall. "Thou never will! Why father and mother are as fond of thee as can be; they'll lower thy rent if that's what it is and thou knowst they never grudge thee bit or drop. And Margaret Hall, of all folk, to lodge wi'! She's such a Tartar!
"Oh, yes," chorused the willing victims. "It is well," chanted the third figure. "It is well," echoed the fourth. "I don't," said Libbie calmly. "Don't what?" questioned the tallest figure, evidently appointed chief spokesman. "Want to be a member of the Mysterious Four," announced Libbie, who had an obstinate streak in her make-up.
"Yes, she must go to Mrs. Wilkinson's, and, for that matter, I must go working too. Mrs. Williams has been after me to make her girl's winter things ready; only I could not leave Franky, he clung so to me." "Then you won't be bridesmaid! is that your last word?" "It is; you must not be angry with me, Anne Dixon," said Libbie, deprecatingly. But Anne was gone without a reply.
But in the light of day and Sarah Libbie's presence, his sonorous philippic would dwindle away into a jargon of garbled phrases too disjointed and meaningless to carry weight with any woman, let alone the peerless Sarah Libbie Lewis.
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