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"If you're through, Nanny, I want you to go upstairs an' pack up your things; an' I want you, Sammy, to help me take down the bed in the bedroom." "Oh, mother, what for?" gasped Nanny. "You'll see." During the next few hours a feat was performed by this simple, pious New England mother which was equal in its way to Wolfe's storming of the Heights of Abraham.
'Betty, said Robin, wipin' his face wi' his sleeve, 'it's bin dry weather latly. So th' owd lass took th' hint, an' fetched 'em a quart o' ale. While they stood i'th middle o'th floor suppin' their ale, Betty took th' candle an' went a-lookin' at this organ; and hoo couldn't tell whatever to make on it.... Did'n yo ever see a weshin'-machine, Nanny?" "Never i' my life," said Nanny.
"We couldna dare," Nanny answered quickly, "You'll excuse her, Mr. Dishart, for the presumption?" "Presumption!" said the Egyptian, making a face. "Lassie," Nanny said, fearful to offend her new friend, yet horrified at this affront to the minister, "I ken you mean weel, but Mr. Dishart'll think you're putting yoursel' on an equality wi' him."
"Don't be afraid, dear! No one but I will ever know. And I Allegro, I shall bless you for ever and ever. Wait!" She suddenly started, with caught breath. "Are we alone?" "Mrs. Briggs is outside, dear," Olga told her gently. "Oh! Dear old Nanny! She would never hold me back. She would understand. Do you remember how she told us that afternoon about her mother?" Yes, well Olga remembered.
I didna hear it mysel', for I'm no Auld Licht, but it did the work o' the town for an aucht days." If Nanny had not taken her eyes off Gavin for the moment she would have known that he was now anxious to change the topic. Babbie saw it, and became suspicious. "When did he preach against the wiles of women, Nanny?" "It was long ago," said Gavin, hastily. "No so very lang syne," corrected Nanny.
When I go back now I'll just send Barney along with it, and then I'll go see Doc Mitchell and let him kill me with that there machine of his." That's how it happened that a little thin hand caught Nanny Ainslee's just as she was entering the church door and Barney of the spindle legs begged frenziedly for assistance. "Aw, Nan look at this!" and he held out the gold piece.
Hey diddle! hey diddle! hey diddle diddle! I wonder whether Mr. Raymond would take me to see Nanny. Hey diddle! hey diddle! hey diddle diddle! The baby and fiddle! O, mother, I'm such a silly! But I can't help it. I wish I could think of something else, but there's nothing will come into my head but hey diddle diddle! the cat and the fiddle!
Pilgrim, ordered her to drink port-wine, and it was quite necessary to have a charwoman very often, to assist Nanny in all the extra work that fell upon her. Mrs. Hackit, who hardly ever paid a visit to any one but her oldest and nearest neighbour, Mrs.
Billy threw the coat up in the air, shook it in his mouth and did everything else he could think of, but the gingerbread would not fall out, so when the coat turned wrong side out and the pocket lay exposed he ate pocket and all, forgetting to save any for Nanny.
"Do be careful, father," returned his wife. She stood in the door with Nanny at her elbow and watched him out of sight. Her eyes had a strange, doubtful expression in them; her peaceful forehead was contracted. She went in, and about her baking again. Nanny sat sewing. Her wedding-day was drawing nearer, and she was getting pale and thin with her steady sewing. Her mother kept glancing at her.
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