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Menzi rose and saluted with his habitual courtesy, first the Bishop, then the others, as usual reserving his sweetest smile for Tabitha. "Great Priest," he said at once, "I understand that the Teacher Tombool intends to build his house upon this place."
Everyone knows that Aunt Tabitha and we girls never get on very well together; and she does make herself dreadfully ridiculous, and I think it was too bad of Captain O'Connor putting you up with her." "Thank you, Miss Regan," Ralph said earnestly. "The fact is I haven't joined long, and I don't care much for parties.
The reading-class was out on the floor fixing its toes on the line, and Miss Tabitha walked behind it straight to Comfort. "Comfort Pease," said she, "I don't believe your mother ever sent you to school wearing a ring after that fashion. You may take it off." Comfort took it off. The eyes of the whole school watched her; even the reading-class looked over its shoulders.
To Miss Tabitha Pippit she offered a chair of capacious dimensions, amply provided with large down cushons, inviting her to sit down in it with a gentleness which implied kindly consideration for her years and for the fatigue she might possibly experience as a result of the drive over from Badsworth Hall, whereat the severe spinster's chronically red nose reddened more visibly, and between her thin lips she sharply enunciated her preference for 'a higher seat, no cushions, thank you! Thereupon she selected the 'higher seat' for herself, in the shape of an old-fashioned music-stool, without back or arm-rest, and sat stiffly upon it like a draper's clothed dummy put up in a window for public inspection.
She had intended to say, "pay all expenses," but before the words were spoken that might raise Tabitha's hopes again, she remembered that she must not tell this part of her father's plans, and was silent. But apparently Tabitha had not heard, for she was saying,
O Viviette! he exclaimed again, pressing her face to his. But she did not reply. 'What can this be? he asked himself. He would not then answer according to his fear. He looked up for help. Nobody appeared in sight but Tabitha Lark, who was skirting the field with a bounding tread the single bright spot of colour and animation within the wide horizon.
"Sister Tabitha!" she exclaimed, "what can be going to happen? The cuckoo clock has stopped." "The cuckoo clock has stopped!" repeated Miss Tabitha, holding up her hands; "impossible!" "But it has, or rather I should say dear me, I am so upset I cannot explain myself the cuckoo has stopped.
From her corner of the room Tabitha sat glowering at Chrystobel opposite, trying to absorb the teacher's helpful words, while in her heart she was blaming her room-mate for the scene of the previous hour, and wondering how she could get even with the enemy.
That evening Tabitha was sitting on the steps studying her geography when Tom came home late for supper, but every moment or two she would look up from her books toward the Carson house, and stare intently at something he could not see, while she seemed to be listening for something he could not hear.
Why had she never heard of Jerome when she gave Tom the name of Dionysius Ulysses Humphrey Llewelyn? Maybe it wasn't too late yet. Oh, she had forgotten how could she ever forget! And the crimson blood mounted her cheeks as she remembered that unhappy day in the long ago when she had marched up one side of the street and down the other and told the people that her name was Tabitha Catt.
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