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She put on the dress, forgetting, in her guilty haste, to take off her own blue one. "O, my suz! I never did see!" said Dotty, puffing and tugging in her efforts to fasten the frock. "My mother must make Prudy's clo'es bigger'n this; yes, she must. It chokes."
"I ain't crying any thing about that;" and every word seemed to be shaken out, as if there was a little earthquake at her heart "there is black folks! O, he is just as black!" "Is that all," said Grace, stroking Prudy's hair. "Didn't she ever see any negroes any nice black negro men before, Susy?" "I thought she had; why, we have 'em in the streets at Portland, lots and lots of 'em."
"Now," said she, putting the raisins in Prudy's apron, "I want you to go out of doors and keep very still." "Why do you cry so, my dearest auntie in the world?" said Prudy, climbing into a chair, and throwing her arms around her auntie's neck, while the raisins dropped to the floor; "is Mr. 'Gustus Allen dead?"
"I think," answered the child, "you ought to call me to you and say, 'You been a-singin' to the table, Prudy. Then I'll say 'Yes'm; and you'll say, 'Prudy, go right out in the kitchen, and don't let me see you till you come back pleasant." Grandma put her head out of the window a moment, for she didn't want any body to see her smile. "This is one of Prudy's days," thought she.
Miss Carlisle bent forward, and let Dotty place her rosy lips close to her face. "Now, what do you wish, little one?" "You didn't hear me say my werse," whispered Dotty, in a tone of pique. "Your verse? Did you learn one, child?" "Yes, 'm, I did. I learned it all day yes'day." "O, very well! then say it, by all means, dear." Prudy's face expressed perfect despair.
I want to fret, and I'm going to fret!" "O, Do-otty! Dotty Di-imple!" "You needn't say anything, Prudy Parlin. You can talk as grand as a whale. But if I want to go and be naughty, you can't help yourself!" Prudy's face took on a look of real distress. What this little queer mixture of a girl might do, if she really chose to be naughty, it was not pleasant to fancy.
Then what should Nancy do, but take out of her apron a wee bit of a toad, and drop it in Prudy's mouth! I can't see how she dared do such a thing; but she did it. She had found the toad in the street, and picked it up to frighten little Prudy. The moment the toad was dropped on the child's tongue of course it began to hop. Prudy hopped too.
When we have any fuss, it's always me that's to blame." Here Susy's prayer was drowned in sobs; but her heart felt a little lighter because she had told her kind Father just how she felt, and if it was best for Prudy to get well, she was sure he would save her. Prudy's mother came in the cars that night, looking pale and troubled. Prudy did not know her.
"The money you dropped out of your porte-monnaie, yesterday, was Prudy's, not yours; and what are you going to do about it?" "Let me see; my mother'll come to-morrow; I'll ask her to give me some more." "But is that right? Dotty lost the money; must not Dotty be the one to give it back?" "O, grandma, I can't find it! The wind blew it away, or a horse stepped on it. I can't find it, certainly."
The brisk Ruth had come back again as energetic as ever. It proved that her mother had not been so very ill, after all. "Bless that Prudy's little white heart," said she, kissing her on both cheeks; "she never forgets anybody but herself." Ruthie did not praise children as a general thing; but she loved Prudy in spite of herself. Aunt Maria had brought Dotty a beautiful doll.
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