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But I forgot it the other day, Mom, when we laughed at Aunt Rebecca and treated her mean. But she's so cranky and and " "And she helped sew on your dresses," added the mother. "Now that was ugly for us to act so! Why, ain't it funny, Mom, it sounds so easy to say abody should be kind and yet sometimes it's so hard to do it.
But little did I think what was a comin'. For, if you will believe it, he hadn't much more than got sot down when he says to me right there, in the middle of the forenoon, and right to my face, the mean, miserable, lowlived scamp, says he, right there, in broad daylight, and without blushing, or any thing, says he, "I called this morning, mom, to see if I couldn't sell you a feller."
It was the same thing as in the village, yesterday. She'd say something, I'd repeat it, and she'd tell us it was wrong and say the same thing over again. Lillian took recordings; she got the same results as last night. Ask her about it later." "She has the same effect on Mom as on the others?" "Yes. Mom was very polite and tried not to show it, but "
Eliot, Mom Beck, and the housemaid entered in solemn file, each bearing a tray containing a simple lunch, in the centre of which was a fancy plate containing a pile of crisp green lettuce. "Isn't that a dainty dish to set before the king!" exclaimed Joyce, examining her conundrum salad. "Oh, girls, how that did fool me.
Mom Beck, who had heard the clatter of hoofs, the quick step on the porch, and the wild dash out again, feared that something was amiss, and came running to the door. "What undah the sun is the mattah, honey?" she called, but Betty was far down the avenue, and never paused to look back.
And mothah, you must be beside him in that embroidered white linen dress of yoahs that I like so much. Mom Beck will stand in the doahway behind you all just like a pictuah of an old-time South'n welcome. Of co'se Joyce has seen it all befoah, but little Mary has been looking foh'wa'd to this visit to The Locusts as she would to heaven.
"Well, I think you're mean to have a secret with Dale that I don't know!" cried Beryl, with real indignation. "Is it something that's going to make Mom lots happier?" "I hope so!" And to hide the tell-tale rose on her face Robin threw her arms around Mother Moira and kissed her. "Faith, is it any happier I could be without my heart just breaking?"
'Will it be late before he comes back? asked Sidney, his smile of greeting shadowed with disappointment. 'Not later than half-past ten, he said. Sidney turned his face to the stairs. The homeward prospect was dreary after that glimpse of the familiar mom through the doorway. The breach of habit discomposed him, and something more positive strengthened his reluctance to be gone.
She stopped, and the boy prompted her, "What, mom?" "When I said the Good Old Man wasn't a good man, I didn't want to set you against him. I want you to be good to him." "Yes, mother," the boy assented in a puzzle. "But if he ain't good " "He ain't, Joey. He's a wicked man. Sometimes I think he's the wickedest man in the world.
"Money's too scarce to waste on a good time," replied the young farmer, cautiously. "I'll use this to make up what I spent on railroad fare. My trip was a failure, but pop and mom will be glad it didn't cost me as much as I calculated, thanks to you. I hope you will get out to Oak Farm." "Oh, you'll probably see me," Mr. Pertell assured him. "Give me your address."
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