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Nemily says so," answered Gladys. "You always want to do what Mrs. Nemily pleases, don't you?" "Oh yes," said the sprite, dancing round the room; and off they set into the garden. "And so do we all," said Barbara. Gladys was sitting at Emily's feet now, and had a little covered basket in her hand, which rustled as if it contained some living thing.
She turned her small white face on the pillow as he entered, and was all unconscious both how long it was since she had set her eyes on him, and the cause. Emily had been dressing a number of tiny dolls for her, with gauzy wings, and gay robes; they were pinned about the white curtains of her bed. "My little fairies," she said faintly; "tell it, Mrs. Nemily."
Nemily" rather spoilt the dignity of the occasion by taking her up and kissing her; upon which the child inquired in a loud whisper "But now we've done our apologize, we may keep our gardens, mayn't we?" At this neither she nor John could help laughing.
Emily had already thrown off her fur wraps, and the child, making herself very much at home in her arms, began presently to look at her brooch and other ornaments, the touch of her small fingers appearing to give pleasure to Emily, who took up one of the fat little pink hands, and kissed it fondly. "What is that lady's name, Nancy?" said John. "Mrs. Nemily," answered the child.
Now, John, I know what you think; but I should have felt just the same if Valentine had not made himself ridiculous, and if I was quite sure that this would not end in a runaway match after all, and the True Blue be full of it." "I believe you," said John; "and I always had a great respect for you, 'Mrs. Nemily." "What are you laughing at, then?"
"The shell," observed Bertram, "means a sort of a class between the other classes. Father's so glad Johnnie has got into the shell." "She is glad too," said Anastasia. "You're glad, Mrs. Nemily." "Yes, I am glad," answered Emily, a tear that had gathered under her dark eyelashes falling, and making her eyes look brighter, and her smile more sweet.
The little creature a day or two after her accident, finding fault with every one about her, and scarcely conscious that her own pain was to blame because they could not please her, had peevishly complained that she wanted Mrs. Nemily. Mrs. Nemily was a kind lady, and could tell her much prettier stories, and not give her such nasty things to drink.
Nemily," and perhaps partake of bread and jam. Once they came in to complain of her gardener, who had been weeding in their gardens. They wished her to forbid this. Emily laughed, and said she would.
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