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He stepped back from his chair, the table between him and the audience, and began in a high, breathless monotone: "I hight Sir Lancelot du Lake, the Child, Gentul-hearted, meek, and mild. What though I'm BUT a littul child, Gentul-heartud, meek, and mild, I do my share though but though but " Penrod paused and gulped. The voice of Mrs.
Two littul hearts we offer. See United in love, faith, hope, and char OW!" The conclusion of the duet was marred. The Child Sir Galahad suddenly stiffened, and, uttering an irrepressible shriek of anguish, gave a brief exhibition of the contortionist's art. The voice of Mrs. Lora Rewbush was again heard from the wings; it sounded bloodthirsty.
Finally he spoke aloud, with such spleen that Duke rose from his haunches and lifted one ear in keen anxiety. "'I hight Sir Lancelot du Lake, the Child, Gentul-hearted, meek, and mild. What though I'm BUT a littul child, Gentul-hearted, meek, and OOF!" All of this except "oof" was a quotation from the Child Sir Lancelot, as conceived by Mrs. Lora Rewbush.
The message was from the little captain, and was worded thus: "dear mister sharp please excuse me i must go to a Dyeing man and i Mustnt Tell Who cause if my mother was Home I Wood and she wood say yes. She always helps dyeing folks and sick ones one the boys will go and he can ride Moses or prince Which he likes. I guess marty so i Cant right any more the paper is so littul and i cant Stay."
His stage-fright had passed, for the audience was but an indistinguishable blur of darkness beyond the dazzling lights. Craftily his brown fingers stole from Maurice's palm to the wrist. The two boys declaimed in concert: "We are two chuldrun of the Tabul Round Strewing kindness all a-round. With love and good deeds striving ever for the best, May our littul efforts e'er be blest.
"And vot room be that vith the littul vite 'ead h-over the door?" asked Beck, pointing to the chamber from which Madame Dalibard had emerged. "That white head, Master Beck, is Floorer the goddess; but a heathen like you knows nothing about goddesses.
"And vot room be that vith the littul vite 'ead h-over the door?" asked Beck, pointing to the chamber from which Madame Dalibard had emerged. "That white head, Master Beck, is Floorer the goddess; but a heathen like you knows nothing about goddesses.
The Child King Arthur rose, extended his sceptre with the decisive gesture of a semaphore, and spake: "Each littul knight and lady born Has noble deeds TO perform In THEE child-world of shivullree, No matter how small his share may be. Let each advance and tell in turn What claim has each to knighthood earn."
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