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" And seeing that this same religion had caused your sufferings, I asked her to deal gently with you. She would not promise more than to wait and choose her own time. But Tatty, as you call her, is an honourable woman." Ruth stretched out her hands. "Ah, you were good you were good! . . . If only my heart were a glass, and you might see how goodness becomes you!"
Titty Mouse leased an ear of corn, and Tatty Mouse leased an ear of corn, So they both leased an ear of corn. Titty Mouse made a pudding, and Tatty Mouse made a pudding, So they both made a pudding. And Tatty Mouse put her pudding into the pot to boil, But when Titty went to put hers in, the pot tumbled over, and scalded her to death.
"And while the chair is taking me and returning, you will have good time to dress. On no account are you to hurry. . . . It is essential that at no point at no point, dear you allow yourself to be hurried, or to show any trace of hurry." Ruth nodded slowly. "Yes, Tatty. I understand. But, little lioness that you are, do you? You will be alone, and for some time with these with these "
"Oh!" said the tree, "Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, the old form runs round the house, and so I shed my leaves." "Then," said the little bird, "I'll moult all my feathers," so he moulted all his pretty feathers.
"No. I have never seen a mountain. It will have the sound of waters, too of its own cataracts. And on the plain I shall learn to gallop, and feel the wind rushing past me. These things, and a few books, and Tatty " Here she broke off, on a sudden thought. "My lord, there is a question I have put to myself many times, and have promised myself to put to you.
'Sir, returned that faithful housekeeper, having taken him into the parlour and closed the door; 'if ever I saw the led away and deluded child in my life, I saw her identically in the dusk of yesterday evening. 'You don't mean Tatty 'Coram yes I do! quoth Mrs Tickit, clearing the disclosure at a leap. 'Where?
Rum won't have no more effect on him than tea would on you and me. You try another idea, sir. What do you say to frightening them black fellows overboard? They're a rum lot; just like a pack o' children. Frightened o' bogies. Show 'em a good scarecrow or tatty dooly, as the Scotch folk call it, and they'd think it was what they call a bunyip." "What's a bunyip?"
Sir Oliver in his lordly way had sent a spinet by cart from Boston; and Tatty, long since outstripped by her pupil, had a trick of picking out passages from the more difficult pieces of music and "sampling" them as she innocently termed it a few chords now and again, but melodies for the most part, note by note hesitatingly attempted with one finger.
"Look at her, there, kickin' like a cast ewe. . . ." He turned a serious face on Ruth and added, "Vigorous, too, for her years." Ruth, returning to the verandah, bent over little Miss Quiney, who sat unsmiling, with rigid eyes. "Dear Tatty," she kissed her "were they so very dreadful?" Miss Quiney started as if awaking from a nightmare.
'Oh, Tatty! murmured her mistress, 'take your hands away. I feel as if some one else was touching me! She said it in a quick involuntary way, but half playfully, and not more petulantly or disagreeably than a favourite child might have done, who laughed next moment. Tattycoram set her full red lips together, and crossed her arms upon her bosom.
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