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But Doctor Peet wouldn't be back until seven, and the girls had dared do no more than wash off his face a little and try to make him comfortable. "I wish the Lord had called me before the day came," said Mary, "me, that would have died for him for any of you!" "I know that, Mary," Rachael said. "It would have happened as easily with me. We all know what you have been to the boys, Mary.
But you mustn't cry so hard. I need you. I am going to drive him into town." "Oh, my God, in this storm?" exclaimed Millie. "There's nothing else to do," Rachael said. "He may die on the way, but his mother will do what she can. I couldn't have Doctor Peet, kind as he is. Doctor Gregory his father will know. It's nearly seven now. We must start as fast as we can.
"Where are you going to live in Shrewsbury?" I asked presently. "I don't expect to stop long, dear creatur'. I'm 'most seventy-six year old," and Mrs. Peet turned to look at me with pathetic amusement in her honest wrinkled face.
"Seems to be such a smell of PAINT," said the younger Miss Peet. "Well, that's just trying out the radiators," Martie said hearteningly. "It won't last. Did you get caught?" "Sister did; I got home just before it started. It seems to me we're having rain early this year " "We had had two inches at this time last year," said old Colonel Fox.
Quick! do you hear?" "Jes' so" said Bob Peet. "Nat'rally!"
Who takes care of their homes while they go sailing about like loons?" "Folks likes to v'yage," said Bob Peet, with mild toleration. "Heaps nothin' t' do hot spells v'yages." He added, with an approach to a twinkle in his meek and cow-like eyes, "Try it some day git tired of ol' Cap'n ol' rock pooty soon take ye v'yage "
We felt that we had them all; from the palace of the Sultan to beloved Robert College, from the American Legation to the busy rooms of the American Board, with its masterly treasurer, Peet, were the same outstretched hands of protection and care for our little band. They knew we had taken our lives in our hands to come to them, and with no thought of ourselves.
Is'iah, son of his sister that married old Josh Peet, come it over him about his bein' past work and how he'd do for him like an own son, an' we owed him a little somethin'. I'd paid off everythin' but that, an' was fool enough to leave it till the last, on account o' Is'iah's bein' a relation and not needin' his pay much as some others did. It's hurt me to have the place fall into other hands.
Bob Peet held out his honest brown hand, and the two men shook hands with a certain solemnity; but before either of them could speak again, Star came singing down the stairs, and summoned them both to play at ball with oranges. And so it came to pass that a little blue signal was hoisted at the top of the white tower, and fluttered there bravely in sun and wind.
Her eyes, dulled with staring at a chocolate wall-paper, and a closet door, for five years, roved almost angrily over the stretch of village street visible from the porch; the perspective of tree-smothered roofs and feathery elm and locust trees. "'Tisn't a bit more than I'd do for you if I was rich and you poor," said Mrs. Peet, rebelliously. "Oh, I know that!" said Mrs.
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