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Another time, after a long search, the doll in the bath was discovered to be sitting upon it, and once it actually flew down Regie's back; and amid the wild excitement of the children its cold descent was described by Regie in piercing minuteness until the moment when it rolled out over his stocking at his knee. "Make it fly down my back too, Uncle Dick," shrieked Mary. "Regie, give it to me."
'Some day, said Mysie, 'your bright side will come round to Uncle Regie, as it has to us, you dear, dear old Dolly. 'But do you know, Mysie, whispered Dolores, in her embrace, 'there's something more dreadful that I'm very much afraid of. Do you know there hasn't been a letter from father since he was staying with Aunt Phyllis not to me, nor Aunt Jane, nor anybody!
He looked anxiously at her. "Can you manage?" he whispered later, when the sun was streaming in at the nursery window. And she smiled back in scorn. Could she manage? What did he take her for? At last Regie stretched himself and opened his eyes. The doctor took him gently from Hester, gave him food, and laid him down. "He is all right," he said. "He will sleep all day." Mr.
And now Mary says I have been very naughty." "It does not matter what Mary says," said Hester, with a withering glance towards the sleeping angel in the next crib, who was only Mary by day. "But you must never do it again, and you will tell mother all about it to-morrow." "Yes," said Regie; "but, but " "But what?"
"You can't tell with a conjurer like Uncle Dick, can you, Auntie Hester, whatever Mary may say?" "Mary is generally wrong," said Hester, "but she is right for once." Mary, who was early acquiring the comfortable habit of hearing only the remarks that found an echo in her own breast, heard she was right, and said, shrilly: "I told Regie when we was still on the road that Uncle Dick wasn't there.
It made Dolores sick at heart to go near the waiting and refreshment-rooms where she and Constance had spent all that time with Flinders; but she could not bear to say so before her uncle, and he was bent on getting some food for Lady Merrifield. 'Not soup, Regie; there might not be time to swallow it.
Gresley, and his conscience pricking him, he added, "I must own Hester had always seemed fond of Regie till last night." He felt that it would not be entirely fair to allow the Bishop to think that Hester was in the habit of maltreating the children. "I have told him that his own mother will take care of him," said Mrs.
I was quite taken aback; but as we turned round, to my infinite delight, the undutiful baby snatched the biscuit from its mother's hand after a fashion so remarkably similar that we all burst out laughing, and I shouted in triumph, "Now, papa! children do it too." "Well, Regie," he answered, "I think you have made out a good case. But the question which now remains is, whether Mrs.
His even breathing, felt rather than heard, as he dropped asleep against her shoulder, surrounded Hester with the atmosphere of peace and comfort which his father had broken earlier in the day. Regie often brought back to her what his father wrested from her. She listened to the sermon as from a warm nest safely raised above the quaggy ground of personal feeling. "Dear James!
"You cut out a few more white petticoats, Regie dear," said Polly, "and I will make an iron-holder;" with which she calmly cut several inches off the end of her sash, and began to fold it for the purpose.
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