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Updated: June 27, 2025
"If I am not well-informed it shall be by no fault of my own," she would say to herself through the tears that would occasionally glide down her peachy cheeks when she was fairly baffled by the portentous obscurity of many of these educational works.
Some few weeks later that summer Miss Travers stood by the same balcony rail, with an open letter in her hand. There was a soft flush on her pretty, peachy cheek, and a far-away look in her sweet blue eyes. "What news from Warrener, Nellie?" asked Mrs. Rayner. "Fluffy has reappeared." "Indeed! Where?" "At Mr. Hayne's.
It was a word of doom, and they all knew it, for it meant not simply dismissal from that meeting, but banishment from the company of which "Mexico" was head, and that meant banishment from the line of the Crow's Nest Pass. "Peachy" was startled. "You needn't be so blanked swift," he growled apologetically. "I didn't mean for to "
But as she turned in going, his piercing eye discerned a little brown speck below the pretty lobe of her right ear, just in the peachy curve between neck and cheek.... His own little Zouzoune had a birthmark like that! he remembered the faint pink trace left by his fingers above and below it the day he had slapped her for overturning his ink bottle ... "To laimin moin? to batte moin!" "Chita!
Our mistake was that we learned to fly before we learned to walk." "But, Julia, what are we going to do about Angela?" Peachy asked impatiently. "I'm coming to that presently," Julia answered. "But before I want to ask you a question. Do you remember the big cave in the northern reef the one we used to hide in?" "Oh, I remember," Lulu said, "perfectly." "Did you ever tell Honey about it?"
"As long as I know you love me, I can wait until the imagination of man has not conceived the limit yet." "Well, how have you been to-day?" Ralph asked. But before Peachy could speak, he answered himself in a falsetto voice that parodied her round, clear accents, "I want to fly! I want to fly! I want to fly!"
One by one Clara first, then Chiquita, Lulu, Peachy, Julia they succumbed; they sank slowly. Even then they floated for a long while, visibly swinging between the desire for possession and the instinct of caution. But in the end each one of them took from her mate the scarf he held up to her. Followed the prettiest exhibition of flying that Angel Island had yet seen.
She couldn't keep angry with anybody very long, and quite before Jessie had finished her sentence a pair of plump white arms were thrown round her neck and Dorothy's soft, peachy pink cheek was nestling against her own, while the sweet young voice whispered: "Won't you breathe it, Jess, if I tell you the greatest secret in the whole wide world?
Poor cold little hands!" Her wraith of a smile dissolved in a spurt of hot tears which flowed over her words. "Gee! Ain't I the nut to to cry? I I'll be all right in a minute." "I knew when I seen them red eyes the little Peachy wasn't up to snuff, and her cute little devilishlike ways. What's hurting you, Tootsie? Been bounced? You should worry. I'm going to steal you out of that cellar, anyways.
"And after we got over our fright," Lulu carried the memories along, "and had made up our minds we didn't care whether they discovered us or not, what fun we had with them! How we played over the entire island and yet it took them such a long time to discover us." "Oh, they're awfully stupid about seeing or guessing things," Peachy said disdainfully. "My mind always leaps way ahead of Ralph's."
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