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Updated: May 4, 2025
Pennie was obliged to answer "Yes" for the sake of politeness, but in truth she thought she would rather risk the measles and be at home. Nearminster was nice in many ways and Miss Unity was kind, but it was so dreadfully dull as time went on to have no one of her own age to talk to about things.
Pennie thought he had an expression of calm severity, as if he knew how ungrateful many of them were for his bounty, how they grumbled at the smallness of the rooms, the darkness of the windows, and the few conveniences for cooking.
When Miss Unity reached them the children were staring at each other in silence, Pennie rather shy, and Kettles with a watchful glimmer in her eyes as though prepared to defend herself if necessary. Miss Unity took Pennie's hand. "My dear," she said breathlessly, "how could you? I was so alarmed." "This is Kettles," was Pennie's answer, "and she says her mother isn't any better."
She has given me a new maid instead of a new mandarin." "But she's partly from Nancy too," said Pennie, "because you see she made me like Kettles and give up the other." "She's partly from Pennie, and partly from me, and partly from Dickie too," said Nancy thoughtfully.
The conversation was entirely about Kettles, and the subject proved so engrossing that Pennie quite forgot all her late vexations and was perfectly amiable and pleasant. It was indeed long since she and Nancy had had such a comfortable talk together, and agreed so fully in their interests.
"You never asked me," said Pennie proudly. Miss Unity's frown relaxed a little; she bethought herself that she really never had asked the child; she had taken it for granted, judging only by guilty looks. "If it was not you, Pennie," she said gently, "who was it?" "I can't tell that," said Pennie, "only I didn't." "Then," exclaimed Nancy eagerly, "I expect it was that mean Ethelwyn."
Pennie was fond of morals, and they were always listened to with respect, except when they came into Dickie's stories, who could not bear them, and always knew when they were coming. At the least hint of their approach, however artfully contrived, she would abruptly leave her seat and run away, saying, "No more, no more."
She was quite prepared to continue the subject, but this was not the case with Nurse. "I've no time for argufying, miss," she said as she put the bonnets carefully back into their boxes. "I'm sure my mistress will like them very much. They're just as she ordered them." And so the subject was dismissed, and Pennie felt that she was again a victim.
"Aren't you glad," said Nancy, when the whole story had been fully explained, "that you've got Keturah instead of a new mandarin?" "Nancy!" said Pennie, shocked at this bold question. But Nancy was quite unabashed. "You know, don't you," she said to Miss Unity, "that it was Pennie's first plan to buy you a new one. The boys promised to help, but I didn't.
"Oh!" cried Pennie with a giggle of amusement, "I forgot you wouldn't understand. Nancy and I always call it that when we talk together. It really is the `Anchor and Hope Alley, you know, turning out of the High Street close to the College." Poor Miss Unity became more and more confused every moment. It all sounded puzzling and improper to her.
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