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Atwell, whom she told what had passed between Gregory and herself. "Is he truly so proud?" she asked. "He's a very good young man," said Mrs. Atwell, "but I guess he's proud. He can't help it, but you can see he fights against it. If I was you, Clem, I wouldn't say anything to the guls about it." "Oh, no'm I mean, no, indeed. I shouldn't think of it.
Unable to resist their imploring appeal, he turned at once and delivered his burden. "Ice-cream lemonade " he made inventory "cake with icing tin spoon paper napkin in my pocket. Is there anything else?" "I think," said Jenny, conscientiously, "there's figs." "You do not wish any figs to-night, Jenny," declared Miss Carstairs, rather more severely than mere figs seemed to warrant. "No'm!
"My little girl will be happy." The Monkey was put back in the desk until after school. Then Herbert was called up. "Here is your Monkey on a Stick, Herbert," said the teacher. "You must not bring him to school again." "No'm, I won't!" promised the little boy. "I am sorry he got that blot of ink on the end of his tail," went on the teacher. "Oh, I don't mind," said Herbert, with a smile.
'Clean 'em an' press 'em QUICK? I says. 'I couldn' clean 'em by Resurreckshum, let alone pressin' 'em! No'm! Well, he had his blue britches, too, but they's so ripped an' tore an' kind o' shredded away in one place, the cook she jes' hollered when he spread 'em out, an' he didn' even ast me could I mend 'em.
The Sand Club grew tired of waiting for her, and King went up to the house to investigate the delay. He trudged, whistling, up the driveway, and seeing Mrs. Corey, he whipped off his cap, and greeted her politely. "Where's Midget, Mother?" he asked. "I don't know, son; isn't she with you?" "No'm, and I'm tired waiting for her." "Is Hester there?" asked Mrs. Corey. "Yes, Mrs.
"But you must have known that fishes die out of water." "No'm; I didn't. At least, it seems to me now that I ought to have known it, but I didn't think about it when I took 'em out. You see, I never had any goldfish of my own." "Well, don't worry about it, child. It can't be helped now. But I suppose Delight will feel terribly. She was so fond of her goldfish."
"Your mother wasn't afraid of policemen, was she?" "No'm, my mother was jes' 'fraid of mice an' snakes." "Your mother isn't with you, is she?" "No'm, she I reckon she's dead me'n Polly ain't quite sure.
She feels lake she don' know which is de odder side ob de street en she don' want to be tol'! Dat's what drink does for man or beas'." "But will it hurt her milk?" I said, soberly, for the rest were screaming at the imbecile expression of the Guernsey while Amos thus diagnosed her case. "No'm, no'm. Leastways hit won't hurt huh none. It'll dry her up, dough.
"Yes'm." "What you been doing down there?" "Noth'n." "No'm." "Well, then, what possessed you to go down there this time of night?" "I don't know 'm." "You don't KNOW? Don't answer me that way. Tom, I want to know what you been DOING down there." "I hain't been doing a single thing, Aunt Sally, I hope to gracious if I have."
"Yes, please, Harvey!" she called. An astonished darky sprang from the line of calling hotel-porters and took her bag. Then every tooth in his head flashed. "Lordy, Miss June I never knowed you at all." June smiled it was the tribute she was looking for. "Have you seen Mr. Hale?" "No'm. Mr. Hale ain't been here for mos' six months. I reckon he aint in this country now.
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