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"There's a di-ack-lum plaster on, but it's all raw under," Georgie answered, complying. "Dothent it hurt?" her grey eyes were full of pity and interest. "Awf'ly. Perhaps it will give me lockjaw." "It lookth very horrid. I'm tho thorry!" She put a forefinger to his hand, and held her head sidewise for a better view. Here the nurse turned, and shook him severely.

I hope we shall have her with us for many summers; then one of these days, when she is older, she, too, will have a camp of girls to look after." "I feel very thorry for the camp," broke in Tommy. "You will have to buy a new camp stool, Daddy," reminded Jane. "I'm glad I'm not so stout that I break up the furniture every time I sit on it." "Yeth, Buthter doeth that," said Tommy, nodding solemnly.

"Thorry, old dear, and thanks ever so much," said the cherub, "but I instructed Clarence, my man, to have the street-car waiting on the corner, and he'll be tho upset if I'm not there." Nelly had an engagement to go and help one of the other girls buy a Spring suit, a solemn rite which it is impossible to conduct by oneself: and Jill and the cherub walked to the corner together.

"I'm thorry, Mith Elting. I'll try to be good after thith. But I didn't fall into the tree thith afternoon, nor out of it either, did I?" "Her point is well taken," answered Harriet. "Nearly every one of us, except Tommy, distinguished herself this afternoon. How about our supper?" "Oh-h-h-h!" chorused the girls. "We forgot all about it." "Yeth, Mr. Januth. I'll fetch the thtoneth for the thtove.

Never a man went forth, bowed down with a recent shame, wounded and wincing from the public gaze, but that old rogue hirpled up to him, and lisped with false smoothness: "Thirce me, neebour, I'm thorry for ye! Thith ith a terrible affair! It'th on everybody'th tongue. But ye have my thympathy, neebour, ye have tha-at my warmetht thympathy."

The little girl looked at Georgie, and Georgie looked at her. There seemed to be no need of any further introduction. "I've got a cut on my thumb," said he. It was the first work of his first real knife, a savage triangular hack, and he esteemed it a most valuable possession. "I'm tho thorry!" she lisped. "Let me look pleathe."

His face showed how gunkit he was. Oh, but he was chawed. I saw his breist give the great heave." "Were ye no sorry?" cried the baker. "Thorry, hi!" laughed the Deacon. "Oh, I was thorry, to be sure," he lisped, "but I didna thyow't. I'm glad to thay I've a grand control of my emotionth. Not like thum folk we know of," he added slyly, giving the baker a "good one."

Harriet and Jane supported her to a blanket that they had brought from the tent, and, after tucking her in, left the unfortunate Margery to doze and rest. Tommy crept over and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm tho thorry, Buthter," she whispered sympathetically. "I withh it might have been me who got the bump on the head. But never mind; you will be better pretty thoon. Don't you think tho?"

So 'tinkle, tinkle, twang, twang, THRUM! went the industrious and accomplished Puddock's guitar; and the voices of the enamoured swains kept tolerable tune and time; and Puddock would say, 'Don't you think, Captain Cluffe, 'twould perhapth go better if we weren't to try that shake upon A. Do let's try the last two barth without it; and 'I'm thorry to trouble you, but jutht wonth more, if you pleathe

Tommy shook her head. "I'm tho thorry I teathed you, Buthter, but you know that you do need exerthithe," repeated Tommy. "Tommy!" expostulated Margery hopelessly. "There! You did thpeak to me! you did thpeak to me!" cried Tommy, dancing about and clapping her hands. "You didn't mean it at all. You thee, I knew you didn't really and truly mean it. Oh, I'm tho glad!"