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"You are to go away with me," the school-mistress proceeded, "and to be taught to make yourself useful under my roof." Syd seemed to be incapable of understanding the fate that was in store for her. She sheltered herself behind her merciless mother. "I'm going away with you, mamma," she said "with you and Rick." Her mother took her by the shoulders, and pushed her across the room to her aunt.
There was a general move aft, and although signs of distress, and even of terror, were not wanting on some faces, the people gathered quietly enough into one solid mass. We three stood on the outer edge of the company. Syd and I were considerably excited, but John was as calm as a man could be.
"Great Scott, it'll be mighty queer to entertain a fellow in a house that really belongs to him!" "And I wonder when mother and the girls are to be told," added Roy. "Do you suppose Syd could have told mother already?" But there was no sign that Mrs. Pell knew from her demeanor when she poured the coffee for them.
The faded wall-paper, loosened by damp, was torn away in some places, and bulged loose in others. There were holes in the skirting-board; and from one of them peeped the brightly timid eyes of the child's only living companion in the garret a mouse, feeding on crumbs which she had saved from her breakfast. Syd looked up when the mouse darted back into its hole, on the opening of the door. "Lizzie!
The child looked at the formidable female creature with the man's voice and the green spectacles. "You belong to me," said Miss Wigger, by way of encouragement, "and I have come to take you away." At those dreadful words, terror shook little Syd from head to foot. She fell on her knees with a cry of misery that might have melted the heart of a savage. "Oh, mamma, mamma, don't leave me behind!
Our visit was necessarily limited by a due remembrance of the hour of departure, by an early tidal train. Kitty's last words to Sydney bade her bear their next meeting in mind, and not be melancholy at only saying good-by for a time. Like all children, she asks strange questions. When we were out in the street again, she said to her uncle: "Do you think my nice Captain will marry Syd?"
His watch a silver one Syd had recently given him had not been taken. He thrust his hands into his trousers pockets. Yes, there was some loose change there. He took it out and anxiously counted it under a lamp. There were seventy-three cents all told. And now the question arose, What was he to do?
A DEPLORABLE AFFAIR. By W.E. NORRIS. JACK'S FATHER. By W.E. NORRIS. A CAVALIER'S LADYE. By Mrs. Crown 8vo. THE ICELANDER'S SWORD. By S. BARING GOULD. TWO LITTLE CHILDREN AND CHING. By EDITH E. CUTHELL. TODDLEBEN'S HERO. By M.M. BLAKE. ONLY A GUARD-ROOM DOG. By EDITH E. CUTHELL. MASTER ROCKAFELLAR'S VOYAGE. By W. CLARK RUSSELL. SYD BELTON: Or, The Boy who would not go to Sea. By G. MANVILLE FENN.
I heard it all when they thought I was playing with my doll and I want to know, you best of nice girls, what you think of your own self?" "I think, my dear, it's time we went on with our lessons." "Wait a little, Syd; I have something else to say." "What is it?" "It's about papa. He goes out walking with us doesn't he?" "Yes." "He didn't go out walking with me before you came here.
But he uttered no word of reproof; merely said that the boys should be careful about the friends they made. "Don't you think Mr. Keeler is all right, Syd?" asked Roy. "Yes, as it turned out, certainly I do," was the reply. "But it might have been otherwise." For his part, Roy was very glad of the meeting.
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