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Her mincing politeness made him laugh, in spite of his irritation. "I think you'd like it in New York?" he urged. Lily's amber eyes were full of sympathy but she was firm: "I wouldn't live in New York for anything!" "Mr. Gem'man," said Jacky, sidling crabwise into the room to the shelter of his mother's skirt; "I " "Say, now, Sweety, be quiet! No, Mr.
Tom kept up a whistling, self-gratulating little cry, as if he had his own thoughts: "Sweety! sweety! sweet! Vesty, see! see! see!"
How they can ever want to worry such a pitty-itty, dear, naughty growly-wowly, snarley-warley as you, is quite beyond my comprehension; but then, you see, we live in a world of puzzles, you and I, Rosebud, and so it's of no use being puzzled, because that does no good, and only worries one. Don't it, deary sweety petty?
She shook it, and felt something tilt forward, peeped inside, and spied a small morocco box. "Joolery! Joolery!" shrieked Mellicent loudly. "It is I said it was! Oh, the darling sweety pet! I wish I wish I were going to be married!" It was the daintiest little diamond brooch that was ever seen.
He rose, and performed something like a toe-dance, a supposed imitation of his sister's mincing approach to the visitor. "Oh, dear, I am such a little sweety! Here I am all alone just reeking with Browning-and-Tennyson and thinking to myself about such lovely things, and walking around looking for my nice, pretty rose. Where can it be? Oh heavens, Mister, are you here?
He rarely replied to her flat remarks, her inconsequent platitudes, her yawns and quite transparent signals that it was time for the visitor to go. Sometimes David took her hints and left: he had no business to make himself a bore to any one. Sometimes however Michael at last roused to consciousness of the fretful little presence would say "What? Sweety? You still up.
Go right out of this room." "Won't," said Jacky. "She gimme the horn," he remarked. "Aw, now, sweety, go on out!" Lily entreated. Jacky said, calmly, "Won't." At which his mother got up and stamped her foot. "Clear right out of this room, or I'll see to you! Do you hear me? Go on, now, or I'll give you a reg'lar spanking!" Jacky ran.
I'll bet Kentucky cocktails all round I shame it out of you, old son. Cheek me, I dare you. If you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be inflicted in gym costume. She'll be good, sir. KITTY: Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello. Sure you won't, ma'amsir. Just a little heart to heart talk, sweety. How's that tender behind? O, ever so gently, pet. Begin to get ready.
The fond heart of the trembling mother leaped back again to its happiness at the praise bestowed upon her baby; and taking up the little blossom, she laid it with pride upon her bosom, murmuring, "Years of good times we'll have, sweety, afore sich dark days come, mebbe they'll never come to you and me." Alas, vain hope!
As they went back to the doctor Maurice had a glimpse of Lily's bedroom, where Jacky, rolled in a blanket, was vociferating that he would not be carried downstairs by the orderly. "Oh, Sweety," Lily entreated; "see, nice pretty gentleman! Let him carry you?" "Won't," said Jacky. At which Maurice said, decidedly: "Behave yourself, Jacobus! I'll carry you."
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