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Updated: June 9, 2025
"Hullo, Paulie!" called out that young lady. "There you are! Well, I must say you do look doleful. What's the matter now? Is the dear aristocrat more aristocratic than ever?" "Oh, don't, Nancy! I ought not to speak to you at all." "So I've been told by the sweet soul herself," responded Nancy.
She felt light of heart and gay. She felt cheerful and happy. A few minutes later she was back in the cottage. Nancy turned in her sleep, started, opened her sleepy eyes, and looked at the dripping figure standing in the middle of the room. "Why, Paulie," she cried, "what are you doing? Oh, you are dripping wet; your hair and all. What have you been at?" "I am wet because I have washed.
Why should Paulie, what is the naughtiest of girls, have all the fun? I don't mind Renny being there so much. And why should I, what is the very best of girls, be kept stuck here with only nursey and you childrens to bother me? I am going. I'm 'termined." She marched away. Patty came up. "Patty," said Briar, "I've done it." "What?" asked Patty. "I've told a lie about it.
And you know you are aristocratic, Paulie, and nothing will ever take it out of you. And I'm terribly afraid that nothing will take the other thing out of me. I only talk to you like this because I'm so jealous. So now come along and let's be friends." The two girls scampered up the old oak stairs.
I want you, Paulie, and your sisters to be the best in every sense of that great word. You will fail. We all fail at times; but there is forgiveness for each failure if you go to the right and only source. Have I said enough?" "Yes," said Pauline in a low voice. Her conscience was pricking her. She lowered her eyes; the long black lashes trembled with tears. Miss Tredgold stooped and kissed her.
I see'd Paulie, I'd like to have 'em. You doesn't want 'em, 'cos you have hidden 'em, and I should like to have 'em." "What?" "Why, that pin-cushion for one thing oh! it's a beauty and that tidy. May I have the pin-cushion and the tidy, Paulie the purple pin-cushion and the red tidy? May I?" "No." "May Aunt Sophy have them?" "Don't be silly." "May anybody have them?" "They're mine."
She flung herself on the ground at Pauline's feet. "I has quite made up my mind for ever and ever," she said. "Not even lions will drag it from me." "What?" asked Pauline. "Why, all that I know: about who stole the thimble, and about the picnic on the birthday, and about what Briar and Patty did, and about you, Paulie, and all your wicked, wicked ways.
He was striding towards the house, when Verena got in front of him, Briar stood at his left hand, Patty at his right, and Adelaide, Josephine, Lucy, Helen, and Penelope came up in the rear. "You don't stir," they cried, "until Paulie opens her parcel." So Pauline knelt down on the grass, untied the clumsy cord, and removed the brown paper.
Don't be frightened; it's only poor old Nancy, the girl you have known since you were that high. And I'm rich, Paulie pet, and although we're only farmer-folk, we live in a much finer house than The Dales. And I'm going to have a pony soon a pony of my very own and my habit is being made for me at Southampton. I intend to follow the hounds next winter. Think of that, little Paulie.
Miss Tredgold stood on the lawn in front of the house and talked to Verena, who stood by her side. "I understand all of you now, Verena," she said, "except Pauline. I never did understand her, and I sometimes think I never shall, poor child!" "Oh, yes, you will," said Verena. "When Paulie comes back she will be as you never knew her as she used to be, her sweetest and best.
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