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Updated: June 24, 2025
If Ruthy had only been there, Ruby thought she would have made a very good man Friday, but she was quite sure that nothing would have persuaded Ruthy to stay out of doors at night. "I am not a little 'fraid-cat like Ruthy," said Ruby to herself, trying to pretend that she was not at all lonely nor frightened. "I would just as lief stay out here every night. I wonder what time it is.
She walked over to the door, feeling as shy as Ruthy had ever felt, and stood there a moment. How could she ever try to courtesy with all those girls looking at her? She hesitated so long that all the girls looked up to see why she did not go out.
"Yes 'm," Ruby answered, as she ran away to find Ruthy, thinking that little girls in Miss Abigail's time must have been very different from the little girls she knew, and wondering whether Miss Abigail looked as tall and thin when she was a little girl as she did now, and whether she used to be just as proper and precise.
"I never thought I should come to it, but if she offered to make peace I wouldn't do nothin' to hinder it. Not to say but what I should have to free my mind on one or two points before we could start fair. I've waited forty year to make one remark to Ruthy Parlet. But there! we're gettin' to be old folks." Mercy rebuked herself gravely. "I don't want to go off with hard feelins' to nobody."
But she was making something for Ruthy's Christmas present in which she needed her doll's help very much. Aunt Emma was showing Ruby how to crochet the dearest little baby sacque and hood, for a gift to Ruthy, and as Ruthy's doll was just exactly the same size as Ruby's, Ruby could try the sacque upon her own doll every now and then, and be quite sure that she was getting it the right size.
"Dear me, I most told you the very most important part of the secret. I won't say another word for fear I will tell. Now guess again." "I might as well ask you if you are going to the moon," Ruthy said. "I truly can't guess once more, Ruby, so you will have to tell me." "I am going to boarding-school," announced Ruby, triumphantly. Ruthy was just as surprised as Ruby had expected her to be.
Ann did not say anything more to her about her naughtiness either, and before dinner-time Ruby was almost happy at the idea of going to boarding-school with a trunk, and a key, which she meant to wear upon a string around her neck. She intended to persuade Ruthy to go, too, though. She was quite sure that not even the trunk could make her go away happily without her little friend.
The engine shrieked and whistled, the bell rang, and then with a jerk the train began to move, and Ruby looked out, with her face pressed close to the window, to see her father just as long as she possibly could. He was on the platform by Ruthy now, and he waved his handkerchief as the train started, and threw kisses to his little girl.
Ruthy!" called Ruby as she ran down and peeped in through the great doors. "Where are you, Ruthy?" "Up in the hay loft," answered a smothered voice. "Come up here, Ruby." So Ruby climbed up and found Ruthy curled up in a little nest of fragrant hay, with one of her favorite story-books. "Oh, Ruby, tell me about last night," began Ruthy eagerly.
"Tom, Tom," she called, as she knocked vigorously at the door, "get up, it's after nine o'clock!" "What!" came from Tom's room, accompanied by a sudden jump out onto the floor. Ruth had heard the commotion, and she and Patty each appeared at their doors. "What is it, Aunt Hester?" asked Ruth, roused at last, Patty was glad to see, to some degree of animation. "Why, Ruthy, it's nine o'clock!
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