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People constantly recover from what is called bad affection of the lungs. Can nothing be done for her?" "Nothing," replied Miss Lillycrop; "she will not leave her husband or her home. If she dies " "Well, what then?" "Little Tottie must be rescued, you know, and I have set my heart on doing it." "You'll do nothing of the sort," said Miss Stivergill firmly. Miss Lillycrop looked surprised.
As baby appeared to be in the same happy condition, and could with difficulty keep his eyes open, both children were sent to bed under the care of a maid, and Miss Stivergill, taking down her treasure-box, proceeded to read part of its contents to her bosom friend.
"I didn't forsake it," cried Tottie, with flashing eyes, and shaking her thick curls indignantly which latter, by the way, since her coming under the stern influence of Miss Stivergill, had been disentangled, and hung about her like a golden glory. "I left it to go to service, and mother takes care of it till I return home. I won't speak to you any more. I hate your bybie, and I adore mine!"
And dear old Fred Blurt has begun to recover under the influence of success, so that he is now able to get out frequently in a wheel-chair. But the strangest news of all is that Mister Enoch Blurt got a new baby a girl and recovered his diamonds on the self-same day!" "Indeed!" said Miss Stivergill, beginning to be influenced by these surprising revelations.
No, when Miss Stivergill bought it, she found the name on the two gate-posts; found that all the tradespeople in the vicinity had imbibed it, and therefore quietly accepted it, as she did all the ordinary affairs of life. "Impossible, dear Maria," said her friend, with a perplexed look, "I have so many engagements, at least so many duties, that " "Pooh!" interrupted Miss Stivergill. "Put 'em off.
"Have you not observed," said Miss Stivergill, "that I lock my door on the inside? Besides, I have other little appliances which I shall explain to you in the morning, for I scorn to be dependent on a man-servant for protection.
He can't be very far off, as it is not twenty minutes since he cut himself free." In a state of utter bewilderment the policeman rushed out of the cottage, followed by his comrades and the agriculturists. Peter Pax essayed to go with them, but was restrained by an iron grip on his collar. Pulling him back, Miss Stivergill dragged her captive into a parlour and shut the door.
Peter Pax, too, talks of doing the same thing, being bent, so he says, on devoting himself to the entomological department of his business, in order that he may renew his youth by hunting butterflies and beetles with Tottie." "It never rains but it pours," said Miss Stivergill. "Surprises don't come singly, it appears. Have you read that?"
She took the child's bonnet off and flung it under the cab, then grasped Tottie's hand and led her into a shop. "A hat," demanded the lady of the shopwoman. "What kind of hat, ma'am?" "Any kind," replied Miss Stivergill, "suitable for this child only see that it's not a doll's hat. Let it fit her."
Miss Stivergill repented of the speech instantly on seeing the tears start into Tottie's large eyes as she replied quickly "Indeed I would, m'm. Oh! you've no notion 'ow kind father is w'en 'e's not in liquor." "There, there. Of course he is. I didn't mean to say he wasn't, little Bones. It's a curious fact that many drun , I mean people given to drink, are kind and amiable. It's a disease.
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