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Nevertheless, angry and excited as she was, she flew at him when he gave her the letters, and was off to Miss Pearson's 'Go there without breakfast, in the sleet, sitting and still with that bad cold not half gone! and she dragged him back reluctantly to the other room, where, ignominiously ordering off Bernard and Stella to finish their stir-about elsewhere, she insisted on his breakfasting while she told the story.
No one can swallow stir-about in hot haste but Wilmet herself. He spoke good-humouredly, but with a force upon himself that Cherry detected, and she further saw that he took nothing but that one cup and a fragment of bread, and then hurried off, saying that he must catch Miss Pearson for the little girls' sake.
Wilmet attended to her while Sibby went to her breakfast, returning with that of her mistress in time to send Wilmet down to preside at the family meal, a genuine Irish dish of stir-about for which all had inherited a taste from their father's Irish mother. Only Cherry was too delicate for such food, and was rather ashamed of her cup of tea and slice of bread.
At the first sound of the voices, Judith, always alert, never wasting time in reveries, had scampered down the stairs and out in the midst of the stir-about. Judith was sure to be in the middle of whatever was going on. She had attached herself to young Professor Saunders, a special favorite of the children, and now was dragging him from the field to play horse with her.
How my dear father can, in the midst of such sufferings, and in such an exhausted state of body, take so much pleasure in such things, is astonishing. Oh, my dear Sophy, what must be the fund of warm affection from which this springs! and what infinite, exquisite pleasure to me! "Call Sneyd directly," he said, and swallowed some stir-about, and said he felt renovated.
Willie made more noise "suppin'" his stir-about than Jamie did, and I said: "Did ye iver hear ov th' cow that got her foot stuck in a bog, Willie?" "No, boy, what did she do?" "She got it out!" A stern look from Jamie prevented the application. "Tell me, Willie," Anna said, "is it thrue that ye can blink a cow so that she can give no milk at all?"
As they sat around the table, eating "stir-about" without milk, or bread without tea, Jamie would grunt and complain. "Aye, faith," Anna would say, "it's purty bad, but it's worse where there's none at all!" When the wolf lingered long at the door I went foraging foraging as forages a hungry dog and in the same places.
Oh, let me put in plenty, or it will never be good; and if your honour takes stir-about, an old hand will engage to make that to your liking, anyway; for, by great happiness, we have what will just answer for you of the nicest meal the miller made my Grace a compliment of, last time she went to the mill.
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