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But it didn't go, neither did it come. The girls waited breathlessly. "Pull him out, Tavia! What's the use standing there with a rake in your hand," said Dorothy. "I want to make sure he does not revive," she replied, gingerly poking the rake handle a little further under the hidden corner. "Oh, here," exclaimed Dorothy impatiently. "Let me take that implement and you hold this door.
"If you will wait a minute or two the agent will be back," said Tavia in her very nicest voice. "He is just putting the mail on the train." "Dear me!" and the nurse turned away. Then she returned. "Are you his daughter?" "No, his his niece," quibbled Tavia. What else could she do just then? And didn't Sam say he would adopt her?
"There is just a chance that she may be able to make the way train, and switch off at the Junction, then, if she is lucky, she may flag the shore train and get to this spot about midnight. But what would she do then? Better stay out in civilization until daylight." "I feel dreadfully, Rose-Mary, that she should give you so much trouble. I sometimes think Tavia ought to be "
Ah, how little Tavia knew what poor Dorothy was thinking at that very moment! "Now, when you're ready, we'll hop along," said Sam as Sarah came in the room, and looked to see if her guests would take more coffee. "How's things to-day, Sarah?" "Ain't you heard?" she replied ambiguously. "No, what?" pressed Sam. "Why, a girl has 'scaped from the hospital.
And this was to be the picnic day for the girls of Dalton school. Tavia was over to Dorothy's house very early. She wanted to borrow a lunch box, and, incidentally, to hear Dorothy's opinion of the "glorious dress" from Rochester. "Isn't it sweet?" she began pirouetting on the board walk, at the side door of the Dale house, while waiting for Joe to find an empty cracker box for her lunch.
In replying the girls discovered they were not the only ones up late, and presently the entire party had assembled in the beautiful chintz dining room, and the ices were being served between good-natured "jollyings." "That hair cut went to your head," Ned told Tavia, "but wait until I go down for the tresses, I'll scare Mike stiff make him believe we thought he had 'cribbed' them."
French said your father gave him full power to act, and so he will accept the company's offer. And the fine thing about it is he does not want a commission only his expenses, which are nominal." "Isn't that perfectly splendid!" exclaimed Dorothy, throwing her arms about Tavia. "Some people are born lucky, and others have luck thrust upon them," said Tavia pleasantly. "In this case it was as usual.
"There's the snow!" announced Dorothy as some very large, lazy flakes tumbled down into the laps of the party in the Fire Bird. "Won't amount to much," Nat predicted. "Never does when it starts that way. The larger the flakes the shorter the storm. Like a kid howling the louder he starts the sooner he quits." "Well, that's worth knowing," said Tavia, laughing.
"Five hundred dollars!" echoed Tavia. "Yes, my dear. For my part I should count a braid of hair such as you lost worth twice that sum, but even at that price I could not obtain it. No one ever values a fine head of hair until it is gone like the dry well, you know. But you are young enough to grow another braid, and that is the beauty of it. Mr.
White, "for another touch of that flame and your face, Tavia, might have had a different bill against the railroad company. However, as it ends like a love story, we will live happily ever after," and she gave Tavia such an affectionate kiss, that the girl felt a strange nearness to her new-found friend as if she had been suddenly adopted, socially at least, into Dorothy's family.
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