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"Did your mother say my sister was stuck-up and spoiled?" demanded King, flaring up instantly. "Well, she didn't say just that, but she is, all the same!" And Hester scowled crossly at Midget. "Why, Hester Corey, I am not!" declared Marjorie. "What do I do that's stuck-up?" "Oh, you think yourself so smart, and you always want to boss everything."
Fay, doesn't it give you a rich warm kick to think of my midget missiles buzzing around in your tunnels, seeking out evil-doers, like a swarm of angry wasps or angelic bumblebees?" "You're not luring me down any side trails," Fay said laughingly. He grinned and twitched, then hurried toward the opposite wall, motioning them to follow.
No, my dear Richard, they don't know; they never will know, and they never will be any better." Oliver had crossed the room and had reached her chair. "Who will never be any better, you dear Midget?" he cried. "You, you dear boy, because you could not. Come and sit by me where I can get my hand on you. If I had my way you would never be out of reach of my five fingers."
"I'll yell, and I just know I can make Carter hear me!" "I'll bet you can!" said King. "Come on then, let's run. Take hold of hands." With King and Midget at either end of the line, and the other two between, they ran!
Uncle Steve had brought her a bureau set of ivory, with her monogram on the brushes, and the children gave her various trinkets. Then Stella and Molly had sent gifts to her, and Gladys and some of the other school girls had also sent Christmas remembrances, with the result that Midget was fairly bewildered at her possessions.
You can have anything you want sent, but don't have needless things, for they must all be disinfected later, and it might harm your best clothes." "Oh, I shan't want my best clothes, since we can't have company or parties," said Midget, interested now, in spite of herself.
Midget didn't want to give up her crown a bit, but she had a strong sense of justice, and it did seem that Hester ought to have her turn at being Queen. So she began to lift the crown from her head, when King interposed: "Don't you do it, Midget! We can't change Queens in a minute, like that! If we do change, it's got to be by election and nomination and things like that."
We went to a different building over different streets. It was no doubt a singular sight to the residents to see a midget with six-footers, but it was just that way. And it must have been a singular sight to Loron Usark, a big childish lout that lived on Spruce Street. We would pass the end of the alley back of his house and he was out there every day to watch us go by.
"Maybe you didn't see 'em at their best," replied the midget quietly. "I've never seen either of them, but I've had several descriptions from others and this Maizie shows possibilities." "Possibilities for what?" snorted Logan. "That woman is a she-devil that would commit murder to gain her ends. She wouldn't listen to a governor granting her a reprieve. And anyhow, what are her possibilities?"
Every week give a nickel, or a nickel's worth of peanuts or lemonade or something to some poor little kiddie who doesn't have much fun in life? And you needn't do it every week, if it isn't convenient, but lay aside the nickel each week, and then give a larger sum, as it accumulates." "Sure we will, Cousin Jack," said King, and Midget said, "Yes, indeed! I'll be glad to.
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