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"Oh, Champney, I'm so thankful you've come! I knew just by the way you came over the bridge that things were going better at the sheds. You are so late I began to get worried. Come, supper's waiting." "Wait a minute, Aileen Mother " he called through the hall, "come here a minute, please." Aurora Googe came quickly at that ever welcome call.
"Mary-'Gusta, where are you goin'? Come back and have your supper." But Mary-'Gusta did not come back. She was already on the stairs. "I I don't want any supper," she sobbed. "Please, oh, PLEASE don't make me eat it." The Captain hesitated, turned back, and jerked his own chair to the table. "Well," he demanded brusquely, "the supper's here and somebody's got to eat it, I cal'late.
"Anyhow, she's pretty much sick she looks it so! I guess I better mebbe not take no risks. I'll send fur Doc over. Sammy can go, then." "All right. Supper's ready now. You can come eat." She went to the door to call the children in front the porch and the lawn; and Mr. Getz again bent over the child. "Can you eat along, Tillie?" Tillie weakly shook her head. "Don't you feel fur your wittles?"
Supper's ready. He and Miss Anna turned. 'Hush, please! said Fenwick to his companion, finger on lip; and they entered. 'You'll have got the money from Mr. Morrison, John? said Phoebe, presently, when they were settled to their meal. 'Aye, said Fenwick, 'that's all right. Phoebe, that's a real pretty dress of yours. Soft colour rose in the wife's cheeks.
The twilight was already settling; within the shanty, whose dirty, small-paned windows served only to indicate the lesser darkness without, a wall lamp, set in a dull reflector, threw shadows into the corners. "You're coming up with me, ain't you?" said Peterson. "I don't believe you'll get much to eat. Supper's just the pickings from dinner." "Well, the dinner was all right.
And thus the Big Doctor had a double triumph. There came a fumbling tap on the door, it opened a little, and Hannah's head came twisting round it. "Docthor!" spoke the head, like a Teraph, "the Misthress says to have ye come in. The supper's ready, and the priest is in it." This remarkable statement was accepted by the Doctor with composure, as expressing the fact that Father Greer had arrived.
You are not the man I left at Vancouver, Harry. Well, you will be hungry, and supper's almost ready." It was several hours later, and the men in the bigger tent were fast asleep, when Seaforth and Alton sat swathed in clammy blankets under a little canvas shelter. The drip from the great branches above beat upon it, and the red light of the snapping fire shone in upon the men.
Lorimer caught the eye of Beatrix and instantly his face lighted, as he kissed his hand to her. "Supper's a gran' success, dear girl," he called gayly. "Ought to be, cost 'nough, an' has been no end trouble; but it pays. People will know wha' we think of Arlt now. He's geniush, 'n no mishtake; are n' you, Arlt?" "Bobby," Sally whispered; "I must go away, I can't bear this for another minute."
"Supper's never quite the same when you've had to stand over the stove ever so long getting it ready." She sighed whimsically. "When I have to do that after working hard all day I don't want to eat it." The man felt compassionate.
She sighed as she resumed her rocking-chair by the window, and crossed her seldom idle hands over her comfortably inelegant front. "It'll be some little time before supper's ready to set down to," she announced regretfully. "Maggie's makin' stuffed peppers, and they're kind of slow to bake. We can talk."
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