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"I'se been to Soogar Wiver, and I don't know how to det home aden, I'se so vewy tired, and I toodn't cwack the candy, and I want to see dwandma," and Tot's words ended in a wail of inarticulate woe. "Where do you live?" asked the boy. "A dwate, dwate ways off," answered Tot. "What is your name?" "Tot Lindsay." "Lindsay? O, I know!
The remedy is in your own hands," retorted Peggy coolly; but at this Rosalind's ill-humour broke out in another direction. "Peggy Saville, I think it is vewy mean and unkind of you to wefuse to visit me when I asked you, and then to wush up from the countwee to stay with new fwiends who have not half the claim upon you that I have. If you would go to the Wollos', why not to me?"
Rosalind hesitated, and looked at her companion in uncertain bashful fashion. "I I think you like me a little bit now, and I'm vewy fond of you, but you couldn't bear me before we were ill. You might tell me why?" "I was jealous of you," said Peggy promptly; whereat Rosalind's eyes filled with tears.
Up and down she walks, searching for sweetmeat pebbles and sugary stones, and when she finds none the water running high and close to the grassy ground she stoops and, dipping her little fingers, she lifts them, wet and dripping, to her longing lips. "It isn't vewy sweet," she said. Poor little Tot! Down the stream she came to a ford, and the shallow water had left stones and pebbles bare.
"It's all right my staying a day with you?" And not waiting for a reply he answered his own question: "You see I was told to find out well, I am finding out.... Only do let me into the very... into the chief... I don't want a reward... But I want..." Petya clenched his teeth and looked around, throwing back his head and flourishing his arms. "Into the vewy chief..." Denisov repeated with a smile.
"Vewy pleased, Pwince, to make your acquaintance!" he repeated again, smiling sadly, and he again pressed Prince Andrew's hand. Prince Andrew knew Denisov from what Natasha had told him of her first suitor. This memory carried him sadly and sweetly back to those painful feelings of which he had not thought lately, but which still found place in his soul.
"I am awfully sorry, I am, upon my word, Miss Florence. My doctor tells me it is only those whose bwains are vewy active that are troubled with headaches." "Then, I presume, Mr. de Brabazon," said Florence, with intentional sarcasm, "that you never have a headache." "Weally, Miss Florence, that is vewy clevah. You will have your joke." "It was no joke, I assure you, Mr. de Brabazon."
"Did you see her, Seraph?" The Seraph was sitting on the floor, his head on his knees. He raised a tear-flushed face. "I'm 'most too cwushed to wemember," he said, huskily. "But I fink Lucy was fat. It's a vewy bad fing to be fat, 'cos the cane hurts worser."
Then as he sat down on the bedstead beside her, to comfort her as well as he could, she lifted herself up, and knelt down, with her folded hands laid against his shoulder. "Dolly vewy seepy," she lisped, "but must say her prayers always." "What are your prayers, my dear?" he asked.
I should hesitate vewy stwongly about intwusting one so young with a mission so delicate but for Mr Annesley's positive assuwance that I may safely do so. Now, what say you? are you willing to undertake the service?" To say that I jumped at the offer would but feebly express the eagerness with which I answered in the affirmative.
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