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"A letter, my lady," she said, "for Master Frank;" and as she came timidly forward, the old woman's eyes looked red and swollen with weeping. "For me, Berry?" cried Frank wonderingly. "Why, nurse, you've been crying." "I'm heart-broken, Master Frank, to see all this trouble." "Then go and mend it," cried the lad excitedly. "The trouble's over. It's all right now."
But the big courage is the cold-blooded kind, the kind that never lets go even when you're feeling empty inside, and your blood's thin, and there's no kind of fun or profit to be had, and the trouble's not over in an hour or two but lasts for months and years.
The Sword-Pen had written something in the dark. "I go find out"; and Wutzler was away, as keen as a village gossip. "Trouble's comin'," Nesbit asserted glibly. "There's politics afloat. But I don't care." He stretched his arms, with a weary howl. "That's the first yawn I've done to-night. Trouble keeps, worse luck. I'm off seek my downy."
Why had Miss Royle, sly reptile that she was, scuttled away without so much as a good-by? "Oh, dear!" sighed Gwendolyn; "just as soon as one trouble's finished, another one starts!" "We must get on her track!" declared the Policeman, patroling to and fro anxiously. "And let's hurry," urged the Man-Who-Makes-Faces. "It's coming night in the City. And all these lights'll be needed soon."
'I never saw no one look iller, as you may say, than the young lady. 'Yes, yes, I will go, said Jane, rising. 'My trouble's nothing to hers. Oh, I shall go at once. 'But remember your father's coming at half-past nine, urged Bessie, 'and he said he wanted to speak to you particular. 'What is the time now? A quarter to nine. I can be back by half-past, I think, and then I can go again.
Sure, I ax you and your friend's pardon for bein' so short to yez this mornin', but I'm in that throuble lately that me timper is all but gone. "'That so? says I. 'Trouble's thick in this world, ain't it? Me and Mr. Phinney got a case of trouble on our hands now, Mr. Dempsey, and "'Excuse me, sor, he says. 'My name's not Dempsey. I suppose you seen the sign with me partner's name on it.
Guess your trouble is you haven't enough capital." "The trouble's pretty common," Jake rejoined. "You don't find rich men hitting the trail to the woods." "A sure thing," said the other. "Well, you're not going to get rich cutting the new telegraph line. Your outfit's not strong enough; you haven't stores and tools. Tell you what I'll do; I'll give you seven hundred and fifty dollars to let up."
Sometimes, when Mother Martin was combing the hair of the children, the comb would get tangled and she would have to pull a little to get it loose. That is one reason Ted never liked to have his hair combed. Janet's was a little longer than his, but just as curly. Trouble's real name, as I have mentioned, was William.
Moving on quietly in a kind of dream, Ranulph was roused again by Dormy's voice: "On Sunday I saw three magpies, and there was a wedding that day. Tuesday I saw two that's for joy and fifty Jersey prisoners of the French comes back on Jersey that day. This morning one I saw. One magpie is for trouble, and trouble's here. One doesn't have eyes for naught no, bidemme!"
Heedlessness is just the twin of thoughtlessness, you know, And where you find them both at once, there trouble's sure to grow. Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit didn't mean to be heedless. No, indeed! Oh, my, no! Peter thought so much of Mrs. Peter, he meant to be so thoughtful that she never would have a thing to worry about. But Peter was heedless. He always was heedless.
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