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I tell him if he doan behave better, de next time dyar 's goin' to be a battle, I jus' saddle up Nelson an' leave him behind." "Now youse stop a-talkin' an' tote dem men's tings somewhars else. Missy Janice gwine to change her gown, an' we doan want nuttin' oh dat sort in hyar." "I'll only smart myself a little and not change my frock, Sukey, because "
"Ah! this dastardly fellow, this monster, this gallows-bird of a conspirator, is your own dear Cornelius, is he? Ah! Missy has communications with prisoners of state. Ah! won't I teach you won't I?" Rosa clasped her hands in despair. "Ah!"
Not offering to debate that question, nor waiting to appease her sudden craving for pop-corn, Missy moved toward the door. "Get your wet shoes off at once!" called mother. "That's just what I was going to do." And she hurried up the back stairs, unbuttoning buttons as she went. Presently, in her night-dress and able to breathe naturally again, she felt safer.
Walking with him thus, not talking very much but feeling the placidity and sense of safety that always came over her in father's society, she almost forgot the offensive celebrity awaiting them in the Opera House. Afterward Missy often thought of her reluctance to go to that lecture, of how narrowly she had missed seeing Dobson. The narrow margins of fate! What if she hadn't gone!
That's enough for one day, I should think. I can't abide to see her reading to herself. You mind and not bring her any more books, do you hear?" "Yes, sir, I hear." Fred had received this order before, and had secretly disobeyed it. He intended to disobey it again. "Ring the bell," said Mr. Featherstone; "I want missy to come down."
Then suddenly they stood outside their own house and saw that the direct hit of a shell had knocked it to bits. The light went out of their eyes. They stood there staring, with their mouths open... Some Australian soldiers stood about and watched the girls, understanding the drama. "Bit of a mess, missy!" said one of them. "Not much left of the old home, eh?" The girls were amazingly brave.
"Ba'r!" repeated the child with the quick resentment which a palpable falsehood always provoked in her. "There ain't no b'ar in ten miles! See yourself huntin' b'ar! Ho!" The man laughed. "Never you mind, missy," said the deputy, "you trot along!"
"Can't we run away?" asked Barbara. "No, Missy, can't run; must stop here and do best. Camp well built, open all round, don't think they take it. You leave everything to Jeekie, he see you through, but p'raps you like come breakfast outside, where you know all that go on." Barbara did like, but as it happened they were allowed to consume their meal in peace, since no Asiki appeared.
Barker had apparently fired up the companion hatchway. When Mr. Bates had gone below, he found Sylvia curled upon the cushions of the state-room, reading. "Well, missy!" he said, "we'll soon be on our way to papa." Sylvia answered by asking a question altogether foreign to the subject. "Mr. Bates," said she, pushing the hair out of her blue eyes, "what's a coracle?" "A which?" asked Mr. Bates.
But we've made a nice place for you, master and missy, in here," and she drew back a clean cotton curtain in one corner, behind which, on a sort of settle, Peter and she had placed one of their mattresses so as to make a nice shake-down. "You'll sleep very well in here, don't you think?" "Oh yes," exclaimed the children, "us will be very comfortable.
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