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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Minnie, ha' a sweetie ain o' Davie's sweeties!" and he held it out anxiously in his warm plump palm, thinking it a certain cure for any ill. "Eat it for mither," she said, smiling tenderly; and then: "Davie, ma heart, I'm leavin' ye." The boy ceased sucking the sweet, and looked at her, the corners of his mouth drooping pitifully. "Ye're no gaein' awa', mither?" he asked, his face all working.
"Oh, yer too fine to take a drap fer good comp'ny, are yeh? Wal, I'll show yeh a thing er two, my pretty lady. You'll give me a kiss with yer two cherry lips before we go another step. D'yeh hear, my sweetie?"
It was then the man uttered the words with which we open our narrative: "Let's duck him and steal the girl." The three laughed. It all looked so easy. The young fellow was, as they supposed, such a "sweetie," such a little darling, who would turn pale and plead for mercy the instant one of the three men spoke to him.
"She promises me an operation as she would promise the Little-Un a sweetie, eh? Well, I can't say she isn't right. I was a bit tired when this thing began, but when I get my strength back I know how my little old 'lab' and machine shop will call to me. Just to-day I got an idea in my head that I believe will work out some day. My word, I know it will!"
How many boys and girls are there in this kingdom to whom the word coconut connotes an ingredient which goes to the making of a very toothsome sweetie? And how many confectioners and shop girls are there whose idea is no broader? Again: "I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, And merrie sang the Birde as she sat upon the spraye." And I said, "Little Bird, what do you know of the coconut?"
He ordered carefully and ate slowly, looking around the restaurant with pleasure. What a sweetie. Willow couldn't get over how comfortable she felt. This was like, life. "This is my fourth dinner in Deanie's," Patrick said. "Impressive," she said. "I always order apple pie," he said. "Make that two." She told him that she was going to find a way to stay in town.
Breakfast at the strange Boarding-House. A day of Toil interrupted by a small Bunch of Food at the Dairy Lunch. Then back to the unfamiliar Faces at the Boarding-House. Then sitting alone in the Gloaming, thinking of the Absent One. Then an Hour or two in the Library with the jovial Macaulay. Then to Bed in the lonesome House and Dreams of Sweetie.
Verka pestered Petrov: "Sweetie, dearie, what a tootsie-wootsicums you are! I adore such pale brunets; they are jealous and very fiery in love." And suddenly she started singing in a low voice: "He's kind of brown, My light, my own, Won't sell me out, and won't deceive. He suffers madly, Pants and coat gladly All for a woman he will give." "How do they call you, ducky dear?"
"Is that ten?" Then Vrouw Van der Kloot counted them with Kat, very carefully. There were eleven, and so she gave back one. Then she gave Kat the money for the onions, and Kit the money for the cabbage. Father Vedder said, "Now Kit and Kat, by and by, when you get hungry again, you can go over to Vrouw Van der Kloot's stall and buy something from her. She keeps the sweetie shop." "Oh!
The amusement of the second group having abated through satiety, the minds of its components turned to other topics. "Now Flopit must have his darlin' 'ickle run," said Flopit's mistress, setting the doglet upon the ground. "That's why sweetest Flopit and I and all of us came for a walk, instead of sitting on the nice, cool porch-kins. SEE the sweetie toddle! Isn't he adorable, May?
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