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She spent herself untiringly for him, playmates, gifts, tutors, journeys. Her happiest moments were those in which he said, "Mother, I'd like one of those wireless jiggers," or a new saddle-horse, or a new roadster and she was able to answer, "Dearest, I'll get it for you! Mother'll get it for you to-morrow!" But the days when she could spell omnipotence for him were fading away.
Oh, my word!" continued Maggie to herself, "what can Miss Flower want with mother? Well, she is a contrairy young lady mischievous, and all that, and hasn't she wrought a sight of harm in this yer house! But, for all that, mother'll be mighty took up with her, for she's all for romance, mother is, and Miss Flower's very uncommon.
They had better get you to fill my place." "I'll mention it, but I don't think they'll see it in that light. They're all jealous of my superior playing," said Sam, humorously. "Well, good-bye, Frank. I hope your mother'll be better soon." "Thank you, Sam," answered Frank, soberly. "I hope so, too, but she is very sick." The next day Mrs. Fowler again called Frank to the bedside.
"Why not Ethan Hunt? He swears dreadfully." "He lives on nuts and is a hermit, and it's a mile to his camp through the thick woods; my mother'll never let me go there," objected Alice. "There's Uncle Tut Judson." "He's too old; he's most a hundred and deaf as a post," complained Emma Jane. "Besides, his married daughter is a Sabbath-school teacher why doesn't she teach him to behave?
This, he thought, might tempt a sick appetite. His own breakfast he would take at the coffee-shop. 'Mother'll get you anything else you want, he said. 'She knows herself generally first thing in the morning. Let her take back the mug; I had to leave threepence on it. So Stephen also went forth to his labour in this case, it may surely be said, the curse of curses. . . .
"You wouldn't think to look at her that a tailor's assistant has enlisted in the army because she would not say how d'you do to him and an electrical engineer, an electrical engineer, mind you, has taken to drink because she refused to share her hymn-book with him in church. I shudder to think what will happen when she puts her hair up." "Mother'll bring the tea along herself," said Sally.
When she speaks o' those that are gone, she feels it all, and so does everybody else, but she harps too much. I'd laid half of that away for next time, if I was Mary Anna. There comes mother to speak to her, an' old Mr. Gilbreath's sister; now she'll be heartened right up. Mother'll say just the right thing." The leave-takings were as affecting as the meetings of these old friends had been.
"If I go in the back way Mary'll see me, and she'll say, 'bless an' save us! and make such a fuss that mother'll come out and it will be as bad as the front or side door!" complained the little girl. "I don't want to go home all wet!" "But you'll have to!" insisted Bunny. "You can't stay out here till you get dry. You must go to the house, Sue!"
All these people round here with their little farms were once the peasants of Aristide's ancestors. Now even this chateau has a mortgage on it. I couldn't keep back the tears, while Aristide was telling me." Adelaide thought of Charles Whitney listening to that same recital, and almost laughed. "Well, I feel sure it will turn out all right," she said. "Your mother'll see to that.
"Day before yesterday she went away, and now to-morrow my mother'll braid my hair." She gave an ecstatic sigh. "If that's all you wanted your cousin Eloise for to braid your hair I guess I could get to do it as well as she did." "Oh, I loved cousin Eloise for everything and I always shall love her," responded the child quickly. "I only meant I didn't have to trouble you long with my hair."
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