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I called to him to stop, but he only went faster, and so I came back to get you, grandfather, to follow him, for if he once tumbled in I could not help him out again." "You are a wise boy, Robby," answered his grandfather. "Miss Fanny, if you will stay here I will go and look after the young gentleman, for if he tumbles into the bog he will not get out again without help.
Norman, however, tried to look as unconcerned as possible, as if he had done nothing to be ashamed of. Fanny, who wished very much to carry the presents to little Robby, and to see the old sailor again, begged the next morning that she might take Norman, as had been before arranged, with the little carriage.
Bill, again frightened by the damage the vessel had sustained, thought that pumping would be of no use. "It's our duty to pump this vessel and do so I will, if I can," said Robby, firmly. The pump, not without difficulty, was rigged, and they set to work manfully.
"Thank you, young lady," said the old man; "if you will let Robby have a ride, I will draw the carriage, and let him come a little way, but he must go back, and look after the house, and it would be over far for him to return, if he came with us to Glen Tulloch."
"If you do not let go, I will give you such a box on the ears, as you never before have had in your life." Little Robby, who had a spirit of his own, was not to be daunted by the threats of Master Norman. Fanny had by this time got to some distance, or she would have heard what her brother was saying and have interfered.
An expression of wonder, hope, and love flitted over her face. It seemed as if her youth were suddenly renewed and, bounding from her seat, she rushed to the speaker in a paroxysm of joy. "Oh, Robby! Robby! is dis you? Is dat my pore, dear boy I'se been prayin' 'bout all dese years? Oh, glory! glory!"
"I am not going to stay here any longer," said Norman, and he ran out to join little Robby in playing with the carriage. Fanny followed with the bird-cage, and seeing the two boys amusing themselves, went on talking to the bird, which as she thought whistled to her in return. "What are you doing with my cart?" exclaimed Norman, turning to Robby.
Mostyn, maybe you don't know what Miss Dolly has " "Yes, I do, Barnett," Mostyn declared. "I know." "Now, go back to Annie and Robby, Tobe," Dolly advised. "Poor girl! She will be uneasy about you." "No, she won't bother," Barnett answered, firmly. "She'd be willing to have me go to jail to help you, Miss Dolly.
I want to know' waited for his answer. Rob, after a discomfited pause, suddenly broke out with, 'How can I pronounce the names of foreign places, Mrs Brown? What an unreasonable woman you are! 'But you have heard it said, Robby, she retorted firmly, 'and you know what it sounded like. Come! 'I never heard it said, Misses Brown, returned the Grinder.
And I'm sure it was good for Robby having something young about the house. So mind you write and tell us when you have another holiday" and Isabella's smile beamed out once more, none the less kindly because it was caught, on its way to Laura, by the gate they were passing through.
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