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We don't hear Mamita's Spanish and papa's English any more. We have nobody to talk olla podrida to now. It's all French with Madame, and all Italian with the Signor." "But what kind souls they are, to do so much for us!" responded Rosa. "If such good friends hadn't been raised up for us in these dreadful days, what should we have done?" Here Madame came hurrying in to say, "Mr.
I don't know what right they have to do it. I wish Madame would come." "I will run and call her," said Floracita. "No, you had better stay with me," replied Rosa. "I was just going to look for you when you came in." "I ran into the parlor first, thinking you were there," rejoined Floracita. "I saw one of those men turning over Mamita's embroidered ottoman, and chalking something on it.
"What a pretty picture I could make, if I had my crayons here," thought she. "How gracefully the glossy folds of Mamita's gray dress fall over Rosa's crimson merino." She was not aware that she herself made quite as charming a picture.
Little Lila was shy, and soon ran away to take refuge in Mamita's chamber; but Rosen Blumen was full of wonder and delight that such a grand, beautiful lady was the Aunt Rosa of whom she had heard so much. "Mamita Lila has stayed away all this time, out of regard to our privacy," said Flora; "but now I am going to bring her." She soon returned, arm in arm with Mrs. Delano. Mr.
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