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At last, she spoke of all the kind things she'd had done for her by different people; among others, she told me of a kind act of old Scrimp's. "One day," says she, "my little boy, only four years old, did not, as usual, come in at supper time. I went out to look for him in the wood where he goes to play; but he was not there. Night came on, and no Willie. I was half crazy with fear.
She had always been taught that lying was a dreadful sin, and had never before told a direct falsehood; but while in her former home, Mrs. Scrimp's faulty management, joined to her own natural timidity, had tempted her to occasional slyness and deceit, and from these the descent to positive untruth was easy.
"Don't let her think we're laughing at her." "Miss Scrimp's very strict about candles and oil lamps," said Nettie. "We use them a lot in the South." "That old house of yours in 'So'th Ca'lina' must be a funny old place, Nettie," said Heavy. "It isn't ours," Nettie said. "The cotton plantation belongs to Aunt Rachel. She was born on it the Merredith Place.
Scrimp's face was gathering blackness as she scanned the figure of the young delinquent from head to foot, spying out all that was amiss with it. "I will," said Lulu, moving toward the door with cheerful alacrity. "Oh, I forgot!" and rushing into the hall, she came back the next minute bringing her basket of treasures.
"My stepmother!" cried Lulu, growing very red, while her dark eyes flashed with anger. "I haven't any! What do you mean by talking in that way, Aunt Beulah?" Mrs. Scrimp's laugh jarred very unpleasantly upon the nerves of the excited child. "Your father will be presenting you with one some of these days, I'll warrant," she said in a tantalizing tone.
The girl ran down the corridor to Miss Scrimp's room, and burst in the door like a young hurricane. The matron was at tea, and she leaped up in utter amazement when she saw Ruth. "For the good land's sake, Ruthie Fielding!" she ejaculated. "Whatever is the matter with you?" "Fire!" cried Ruth. "One of the rooms on the next floor front is all afire! I saw it from the dining hall! Mrs.
"Gracie's a real comfort to me, but you are just the opposite." "Aunt Beulah," said Lulu, fixing her keen eyes steadily upon Mrs. Scrimp's face, "you've called me ungrateful ever so many times. Now I'd like to know what I have to be grateful for toward you? My father pays you well for everything you do for Gracie and me."
Scrimp's to spend the day with his sisters, and was well pleased to do so when he learned that that lady would not be at home, having accepted an invitation to take her Christmas dinner elsewhere. Ann, who was left at home to look after the children, gave them an excellent dinner, and Max, having found some money in his desk, came provided with candies.
Scrimp's voice in the kitchen scolding Ann for letting the bread burn in the oven. It was an inauspicious moment to appear before her, but Lulu marched boldly in, holding up her string of fish. "See, Aunt Beulah! they're just fresh out of the water, and won't they make us a nice dinner?"
"My cake is dough." Shakespeare. It was a warm afternoon late in June. "There! I'm done with lessons for a while anyway, and glad of it too!" exclaimed Lulu Raymond, coming into Mrs. Scrimp's sitting-room and depositing her satchel of school-books upon the table. "So am I, Lu, for now you'll have time to make that new dress for my dollie, won't you?"
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