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Blanche, asked for another, disappeared for several minutes, and returned without it, to whisper in Mrs. Mrs. The incident, or something in their murmured conversation, gave Rebecca and Maudie "the giggles." There seemed an exhausting amount of passing and repassing of plates. The room was hot, the supply of ice insufficient. Mr. They're getting all young fellows into the bank.
"It is absurd," admitted Jane, "but Maudie, all students are not scientifically inclined as you are. What about the ghost? Who is he and who saw him?" "He is the usually uncanny weird noise, nothing even original about him. One would expect more of a college ghost.
"A crabbing beast! It was just like my luck that he should come up at that moment and have the supreme joy of seeing Gamble " Gamble was the filly's rarely-used name "wallowing in the ditch! That's the second time he's scored off me. I pity poor little Maudie Spicer for having such a brother!" In spite of this discouraging début, the filly's education went on and prospered.
Suddenly she saw the Big Chap turn away, and, with his back to her, pretend to read the notice on the wall, written in charcoal on a great sheet of brown wrapping-paper: "MINÓOK, April 30. He had read so far when Maudie, having jumped down off the bar with her fists full of nuggets, and dodging her admirers, wormed her way to the Colonel.
Maybe he bounded less; but on the other hand age had brought with it cunning. When Putnam's Only Gentleman had brought her a saucer of milk the M.-w.-M. would approach with a great air of gallantry and high breeding, and deliberately thrusting his great foot into the saucer, would upset it. That was what the M.-w.-M. thought a joke. Apart from Maudie the yard was deserted now.
Brooding on her grievances, Maudie strolled thoughtfully across the yard, one eye always on her enemy, timing herself to be on the top of the wall just a second before the M.-w.-M. was free to bound. "Shut up, you ass!" said the girl as she released the bob-tail.
William, it is wicked and provoking of you not to tell me who gave you that ring. If it had been some one you were not ashamed of, you would be proud of the gift and confess. Whisper to me who it was. I will not tell any one, not even Maudie." Her brother had risen to his feet with a quick movement, girding his red gown about him as he rose.
So the little jockey slept in the loft instead, to be near at hand, and would bring the girl a cup of tea after her vigil. Once, in his mysterious way, he beckoned Silver to follow him. The young man pursued him up the ladder, treading, of course, on Maudie, who made the night hideous with her protests.
"No," and his absent smile seemed to remove him leagues away. "No, not here." "I could a' told you " she began savagely. "I don't know for certain whether any what you call good women come up here, but I'm dead sure none stay." "When do you leave for home, Maudie?" he said gently. But at the flattering implication the oddest thing happened.
Gunning reflected that by this time the grey mare had extended herself once for all in Brennan's back-yard: he had done nothing to be ashamed of, but he felt abjectly guilty. "If I go with Maudie to Connemara again next year," continued Fanny, "I must look out for another. You'll come too, I hope? A little opposition is such a help in making up one's mind!
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