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"But, Lyd," she said, "the reason I call her a dreadful old woman is that she's told you all this rigmarole. It makes me quite hot. She sha'n't amuse herself by taking you in like that. I won't have it." "Anne," said Lydia, "it's true. Don't you see it's true?" "It's a silly story," said Anne.
She wanted Billy and Jim to get in a nap, so I brought Ted home." "And I took a long nap!" Teddy whispered in his mother's ear. "I don't know what possesses the child to whisper that way!" Lydia said, annoyed. "He just said that he had a nap, Lyd, I think he didn't want to interrupt."
Lydia did not hear from Kent until a week before the first college hop, late in October. Then she received a formal note from him, reminding her of his invitation. "Oh, Lyd!" exclaimed Margery, "aren't you lucky! I haven't seen Kent or heard from him since our trouble!" "Neither have I," said Lydia. "And I suspect he's so cross with me that he hates to keep this engagement. But I don't care.
"But don't they HAVE it? Girls don't want it, that's all." "Neither do boys, Lyd." "So your idea would be to force something they didn't want on girls, just because it's forced on boys?" Lydia said, quietly triumphant. Martie, looking up from her scratched sheets, smiled and blinked at her sister for a few seconds. "Exactly!" she said then, pleasantly.
"Come on, Gustus, we'll heat it for 'em." "Margery'd be a real human being, if she'd stay away from her mother," observed Kent. "For the love of Mike, let me sit down!" "Here, get in the hammock and let me fix the cushions for you!" cried Olga, who had been eying Lydia closely. "Thanks, I prefer the dining-room bench, right now," returned Kent. "Come on, Lyd. Food!"
Kent had heard the call and some note of need in it registered, after a moment, in his mind. He ran back and leaped into the water. He clambered into the flat boat and reaching over pulled Margery bodily over the gunwale. The child, sick and hysterical, huddled into the bottom of the boat. "Are you all right, Lyd?" he asked. "Sure," replied Lydia, who was beginning to recover her breath.
North of Tavistock, on the little river Lyd, are the ruins of Lydford Castle, surrounded by a village of rude cottages. Here originated the "law of Lydford," a proverb expressive of hasty judgment: "First hang and draw, Then hear the cause by Lydford law." One chronicler accounts for this proverb by the wretched state of the castle jail, in which imprisonment was worse than death.
So now I'm scratching off all the girls I CAN " "I do think you ought to ask Grace Hawkes!" Lydia said firmly and reproachfully. "Well, I can't!" Martie answered quickly. "So it doesn't matter what you think! I beg your pardon, Lyd," she added penitently, laying her hand on Lydia's arm. "But you know Rodney's sisters would die if Grace came!"
Her tone was sufficiently odd to arrest their immediate attention. "Pa Lyd I went in to see Clifford this afternoon, and told him that I wanted to to break our engagement!" An amazed silence followed. Teddy, chewing steadily on raisin cookies, turned his eyes smilingly to his mother. He didn't quite understand, but whatever she did was all right.
"You couldn't talk so lightly if you really CARED, Mart!" "I care tremendously, Lyd. Why don't you use paraffin?" "I know," Lydia said with interest, "Angela does. But somehow Ma always did it this way." "Well, I'll mark 'em for you!" Martie began to cut neat little labels from white paper, and to write on them, "Currant Jelly with Rasp. 1915." Presently she and Lydia were chatting pleasantly.
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