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The little fellow ate a hearty meal, and then expressed a wish for an airing. Marco borrowed one of the wagons used by some performing goats, and Andy rode Midge around the grounds for half-an-hour. At about eight o'clock Andy went to the principal street of the town. He bought himself a new shirt and a cap.
"Carter never hardly comes down into this meadow. Pooh, Molly, we can get down some way." "Yes; but how?" insisted Molly, who realized the situation more truly than Marjorie. "Oh, I don't know," responded Midge, carelessly. "We might go down in the dumb-waiter." "No; your uncle said, positively, we must never go down on that. It isn't strong enough to hold even one of us at a time."
"Perhaps the child is only a little sick," said Midge, who wanted to be comforting, but did not know quite what to say to comfort a grown-up lady. "We'll soon know, after the doctor makes his decision," said Mrs. Spencer. "Oh, that's Maggie crying. I'm afraid it's a bad case." Sure enough, sounds of loud sobbing could be heard from the direction of the kitchen, and Mrs.
Near one side, and boxed in by platform sections as if to keep off draughts, was a second smaller mattress. On a stool near it sat a thin-faced, lady-like woman. She was smiling down at a little boy lying huddled up in shawls and a comforter. "This is my boy, Wildwood," spoke Billy Blow. "New hand, Midge if he makes good." The little fellow nodded in a grave, mature way at Andy.
"It seems almost as if it must be our birthdays too. We'll have just as much fun here as you will, Midge." "Why, I couldn't have any fun at all without you two; at least, it would be very lonesome fun." "I don't see how they ever built it," said Molly, who, by way of finding out, was hanging out of a window as far as she could and investigating the building.
The slaves looked at each other in astonishment; the wine was brought, and Paaker emptied beaker after beaker. When the servants had left him, the boldest among them said: "Usually the master eats like a lion, and drinks like a midge, but to-day " "Hold your tongue!" cried his companion, "and come into the court, for Paaker has sent us out beer. The Hathors must have met him."
"An animal party?" said Gladys, to Midge, as they went upstairs to dress; "what does he mean?" "I don't know. You never can tell what Father's going to do. Especially on an Ourday. He always gets up lovely things for Ourdays." "He's a jolly man," said Gladys; "I never saw anybody like him." "Nor I either," agreed Midge; "I think he's just perfect."
You'd be a poor, ill-treated, half-starved little wretch if you were! Hannah started, but not unpleasantly. Her grim mouth curved with a sort of satisfaction. It was many years since she had enjoyed those opportunities for battle which Louie's tempers had once so freely afforded her. 'She's nobbut a midge, she remarked audibly to Dora, who had just tried to propitiate her by a footstool.
The devil! we deliberated. Those lands about the Madeleine don't amount to anything; we are operating elsewhere. Hey! my dear sir, if we were not involved in the Champs Elysees and at the Bourse which they are going to finish, and in the quartier Saint-Lazare and at Tivoli, we shouldn't be, as that fat Nucingen says, in peaseness at all. What's the Madeleine to us? a midge of a thing. Pr-r-r!
'Not much; he had only swooned for fright. 'Swooned! to be a prince, and not have the heart of a midge! 'And how was it with you, you very wyvern for courage? 'With me? Oh, I was somewhat appalled at first, when my father took hold of my rein, and bade me never fear; for I saw his face grow amazed.
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