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Mittie had a quick temper, apt to flare out suddenly. She jumped up, and flounced towards the door. "I shall get ready; and you'd better make haste, or you'll be late." "And if I find that I can't be spared as well as you?" Joan's eyes went to Mittie, with a look of grieved appeal. That look went home; and for a moment only one moment Mittie wavered.
"And what have you got to say about it? I guess Mr. Schenk's got the right to take her anywhere he wants to!" "What right?" demanded Joe, getting suddenly a bit dizzy. "'Cause he's got engaged to her. He's going to give her a real handsome turquoise ring, fourteen-carat gold." "Didn't Mittie send me no word?" faltered Joe. "No," said Mrs.
At the precise moment when Mittie May and her proud rider had reached a point just opposite him, Gumbo Rollins elected to set his device in motion and with it the steam-organ which was part and parcel of the thing's organism. Really he might have waited a bit.
Tracy said would be found the graves of three little children of a missionary who once lived upon the island; whereupon the boys searched until they found the three following inscriptions: "Jessie," two years, "Millie," four years, and "Mittie," seven years old. Under the name of Mittie they said was inscribed: "I don't want to die, but I'll do just as Jesus wants me to." Mrs.
Between them they pulled Mittie out, a wet, frightened, miserable object, her breath in helpless gasps and sobs, and one cheek bleeding freely from striking the rowlock. "Oh, Mittie! why did you do it?" Mary asked in distress a rather inopportune question in the circumstances. "We must get her home at once, Fred, and put her to bed."
Attendants should be bringing forth knockdown fence-panels for her to leap over and hoops of paper for her rider to leap through. Never mind; out of her imagination she would supply these missing details when the proper moment came. She'd hurdle the hurdles which weren't there. Meanwhile she knew what to do around and around and around, right willingly, right blithely went Mittie May.
It will be ever so nice to have the boys and girls from the Home take part, 'cause there didn't begin to be enough lilies or poppies or vi'lets, and so many had dropped out of the rose chorus that only Mittie Cole is left. She's a good singer, though, if she doesn't get too scared." "Well, you run along and get me as many copies of the cantata as you can.
Wills's house open; and he caught a glimpse of a brown head within the bow-window of the breakfast-room. If he could only find Joan alone! He ventured to walk in without ringing. Alone, indeed, Joan was, trying to darn a pair of stockings, and finding the task difficult. It had been such a long, long day longer even for her than for Mittie. "Come in," she said, in answer to a light tap.
And yet, if Mittie insisted on going, it would probably mean that she would have to give it up. That would be hard to bear all the harder because Mittie knew at least something of the true state of affairs. She knew how persistently Fred Ferris had come after her sister, and she must at least conjecture a little of what her sister felt for Fred.
Yet with Mittie May, as with most of us, habit was stronger than all else. She knew her duty as of old. She did it. Accommodating her gait to the quickening measures of the music, she stretched her legs, passing out of a rolling gallop into a hard run. Yet one more thing, or rather the lack of it, perplexed her.
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