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Updated: May 7, 2025
"The money you dropped out of your porte-monnaie, yesterday, was Prudy's, not yours; and what are you going to do about it?" "Let me see; my mother'll come to-morrow; I'll ask her to give me some more." "But is that right? Dotty lost the money; must not Dotty be the one to give it back?" "O, grandma, I can't find it! The wind blew it away, or a horse stepped on it. I can't find it, certainly."
They must know about where they lost you. Come, Tom, take the stray children out and amuse them. Your mother'll be home pretty soon." If Tom's mother had been at home she would have at once telephoned and told the police that she had two lost or stray children at her house, so that in case Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey inquired, as they did, they would know that the tots were all right. But Mrs.
"I can't," muttered the woman, and when the door had closed, "There, there, child, don't cry! Your mother'll be comin' back some of these days." In the early afternoon Waldstricker bought and packed into the sleigh all kinds of presents for his daughter. His spirits rose when he thought that her demands for her mother would be quieted on Christmas Day.
I didn't look at it to see. "This is a 'cuddy. There's ever so many 'cuddies' in this house to hide in. I've gone and hid. Nobody'll ever find me. My father'll say, 'Why, where's that child? And my mother'll say, 'I don't know. And they'll hunt all over the house; and I shall keep my head in my apron, and won't say a word. "Then Prudy'll say, 'O, my darling sister Dotty!
"Never in my world," replied the little one, with a solemn shake of her head. "Well, it's a lamp-mat for auntie. It's going to be blue, and red, and all colors; and when it's done, mother'll sew it into a round, and put fringe on: won't it be splendid? But remember, you promised not to tell!" Now, the very next time Prudy sat in her auntie's lap she whispered in her ear,
Mother'll be up in a minute." So you step inside and after a minute "mother" comes slowly up the kitchen stairs, untying her apron as she comes and calling down instructions to some one below about the potatoes. "Good-morning, sir," says "mother," with a washed-out smile. "Will you step this way, please?" "Oh, it's hardly worth while my coming up," you say.
'It happened just at the right time, he continued. 'The business wants a little more capital put into it. I tell you what it is, Clem; in a year or two we shall be coining money, old girl. 'Shall you? 'Right enough. There's just one thing I'm a little anxious about; you won't mind me mentioning it? Do you think your mother'll expect us to do anything for her?
The gal from the hospital ban't coming 'cause theer 's danger, but 'cause she 'm smart an' vitty 'bout a sick room, an' cheerful as a canary an' knaws her business. Quick of hand an' light of foot for sartin. Mother'll be all right; I feel it deep in me she will."
We just met, out on the Avenue, and tried a skate together. That's all. But it makes me think my fifteen minutes is more than up. I must go home right away. Mother'll be displeased if I'm disobedient and overstay. So if you please, ma'am, I'll be going." Again Miss Lucy lifted her white hand to stay proceedings. "Wait, child. How impetuous you are!
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