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The nurse in her place hurt most. "'Mrs. here and 'Mrs. there, certificated and teaching. It's all very well, but I'm not sure they don't go too far in this teaching business. No amount of teaching will Well, it's there, so what's the use? I expect Eve knew how to handle Cain right enough." "He wasn't very well brought up, though, Nannie," I said. "Poor child!" said Nannie.
The resolute swing and bearing of the lumberman that had returned as he regained his strength were gone. He clumped across the room unsteadily on a pair of rude crutches, his left foot swathed in bandages a big, ungainly bundle. "What is it, Joe?" the wife asked anxiously. "Just more of my precious luck, that's all, Nannie."
During all this time Grace Davoren lay dying, in a state of the most terrible desolation, with the dead body of Nannie Morrissy on the bed beside her. What had become of her child, and of Caterine Collins, she could not tell. She had, however, other reflections, for the young, but guilty mother was not without strong, and even tender, domestic affections.
I'll deny it to Nannie, say the woman is crazy, and one by one the family will drop off until she only remains, and then she'll get the property." "You are sure it's coming to 'em, Hugh?" asked one. "I am so sure that I drew up the will of Vennor's brother four years ago, when I was practicing law in Chicago." "He may have changed his mind."
Vandover found the Imperial crowded with students. The barroom was packed to the doors, every one of the little rooms in the front hall was full, while Flossie and Nannie had a great party of the young fellows in one of the larger rooms in the rear.
And Jerrie did seem like some joyous bird just let loose from prison, as she flitted from one thing to another, now setting her grandmother's cap a little more squarely on her head, and bending to kiss the silvery hair as she said to her, 'Your working days are over now, for I have come home to care for you, and in the future you have nothing to do but to sit still, with your dear old lame feet on a cushion; now helping Harold water the flowers in the borders, and pinning a June pink in his buttonhole, while he longed to take her in his arms and kiss her as in the days when they were children together; now, going with him to milk Nannie, who, either remembering Jerrie, or recognizing a friend in her, allowed her gentle face to be petted and her horn to be decorated with a knot of blue ribbon, which Jerrie took from her throat, and which Harold afterward took from Nannie's horn and hid away with the withered lillies Jerrie had thrown him that day at Harvard when her face and her eyes had been his inspiration.
On the Rays' piazza, with pallid face and quivering lips, Esther Dade clung to her mother's side. Mrs. Ray had encircled with her arm the slender waist of Nannie Blake, whose eyes never for an instant quit their gaze after the swift-speeding dots across the distant prairie. All her world was there in one tall, vehement horseman.
In another book, about Minnie's pet pony, I have already given you some account of Nannie, her pet lamb. This had all the peculiarities of the South Down, to which breed of sheep it belonged. It had full, bright, black eyes, a small head, and a brownish-gray face and legs. Its back was straight and wide, and covered with fine, short wool, which protected it from the cold. When Mr.
"Oh," she said, with a gasp, "as far as that goes it doesn't make any difference, except about time. Mr. Ferguson said it didn't make any difference. I'll give it all back to you as soon as I get it. Only you'll have to give it back first." "Nannie," he said, "for Heaven's sake, tell me straight, the whole thing."
May Yaya get up?" "Not yet, baby, think," said Nannie. Sara thought, and then with a fresh access of solemnity repeated an entirely new version of the Lord's Prayer. Nannie understood it evidently, for at a point quite unintelligible to me, Nannie said, "Good girl!" and Sara jumped up. Nannie told me that nothing would induce Sara to pray that she might be made good.
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