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Several mouths were open to their widest extent, and except for the face of Jack Rynson, who was a young man with an unusual capacity for self-control, every countenance was convulsed by an agitation whose exciting cause was left to the imagination of the beholder. Ruth laughed over the flash-light picture till she cried, and declared that it had almost cured her headache.
"I think we're getting the worst of that bargain," Jack Rynson said with feeling. "Swapping one of Miss Peggy's pies, for one of Mrs. Snooks'. I've tried both, and I ought to know." "Then we'll send it back just as it is," declared Amy with another happy inspiration. "We'll change it to another plate, and she won't know whether it is her pie or not.
Graham broke into a roar of laughter, in which Jack Rynson joined, though it should be reckoned to the latter's credit that he was making an evident effort not to seem amused. "Talk of the journalistic imagination," shouted Graham. "Why, Jack, you newspaper fellows could get all sorts of points from these girls. We were the tramps, Ruth.
Cole's delicious bread, both white and brown, there was no danger that any one would rise from the meal with his hunger unsatisfied. Peggy was busy planning while she ate. "Oh, dear, what in the world am I going to do with Hobo? I won't leave him without a home, that's sure. And I don't know what Taffy'll say to me if I bring back another dog." "I'll take him off your hands," said Jack Rynson.
But Peggy, looking back on the station platform, was sure that she needed no aid to remembrance, Amy's camera might be out of focus, and the plate blurred and indistinct, as so often happened, but the picture of those upturned, friendly faces was printed upon Peggy's heart, a lasting possession. "Well, old man!" It was Jack Rynson speaking over Graham's shoulder. "Guess we might as well start.
"It's a pity we didn't leave long ago," suggested Jack Rynson, between whom and Amy there existed a sort of armed truce, "so that you could discover what a country morning was like."
Peggy's softness of heart interfered sadly, at times, with her theories of discipline. But in her absence the conspiracy against Mrs. Snooks' peace of mind was discussed and elaborated without a dissenting voice. Even Aunt Abigail tacitly approved, and Jack Rynson, who, it appeared, had been solicited to lend a handkerchief and a black necktie, that Mr.
"My vacation's up Saturday," explained Jack Rynson. "And Graham thinks he's loafed as long as he should." "And Elaine is going to-morrow," sighed Peggy. "I almost wish " She checked herself abruptly. "Dear old Friendly Terrace," Amy murmured. "Seems as if we'd been away a year." "Well, we'll be starting in ten days or so," said Priscilla, with an air of trying to make the best of things.
Oh, nonsense!" returned Graham, with a collegian's instant readiness to belittle the fears of his feminine relatives. "Come on in, Jack. It seems to be safe. You know Jack Rynson," he added over his sister's shoulder to Peggy, who nodded and turned to shake hands with another young man, who seemed a little uncertain as to his welcome. But unmindful of her manners, Ruth was protesting.
"We mean to make several stops of a few days each, and we didn't know any better place to begin than right here." "Are you staying with Mrs. Cole?" asked Peggy, and Graham shook his head. "No, the name wasn't Cole. It was let's see." Jack Rynson helped him out. "Snooks, I believe." "That's it, Mrs.
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