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"Very well, darling; but don't you want to dig any more?" "No," she said. "Yaya doesn't yike digging." Now was that fair? digging, indeed, when it was the poor aunt who had been digging all the time. When I told Diana of this she shook her head and said, "Betty, it frightens me. Do you think Sara will grow up that sort of woman?" "What sort of woman?"
It seemed as if his tired baby brain was somehow aware that Jim was gone, for he begged to have him back in a sweet little way of entreaty, infinitely sad. "Bruvver Jim?" he would say, in his questioning little voice "Bruvver Jim?" And at last he added, "Bruvver Jim do yike 'ittle Nu thans."
"Don't yike simple yives," announced Genevieve Maud, with considerable firmness. "Don't yant to play any more." "You shall not, my babykins," promised her father, huskily. "No more simple life for Genevieve Maud, you may be sure."
I yike to live here if Timfy doin' to live here too. I yike oo, I yike Samfy, I yike Dabe, I yike white tat 'n' white tow 'n' white bossy 'n' my boofely desses 'n' my boofely dolly 'n' er day hen 'n' I yikes evelybuddy!" "But you'd stay here like a nice little girl if Timothy had to go away, wouldn't you?" "No, I won't tay like nite ittle dirl if Timfy do 'way. If Timfy do 'way, I do too.
"Yes," said The Seraph, "I yike them one for each of us." Whereupon this extraordinary man began throwing us peppermints as fast as we could catch them. It was surprising how we began to feel at home with him, as though we had known him for years. He had travelled all over the world it seemed, and he brought many curious things to the window to show us.
Her dreamy blue eyes peered over the edge of the book, the daisies on her hat nodded; she smiled; I smiled ecstatically back at her; and so two childish hearts stemmed the flood of praise that rose above the old grey pillars. At dinner, over his bread pudding, The Seraph murmured in a throaty voice "When you is in love, first you burns yike a furnace, an' en you shwivel up wiv the cold.
"Yaya doesn't yike 'ollid ole castles," she said. I began to dig a hole. One does these things, I find, for the Saras of this world, and Sara was for the moment enchanted, but it didn't last long. "Yaya's so sirsty," she said. "Yaya wants a 'ponge cake." "I think you would rather have some milk, darling," I said. "Yaya's so sirsty," she said in a very sad voice. "Yaya would yike a 'ponge cake!"
"The Bishop brought him wight here in the pony twap," added The Seraph, "and we'd all yike a little nushment, please." Mary Ellen, in spite of herself, was half convinced. Granfa's blue eyes were so candid; there was an air of dignity about his snow-white locks and beard, that disarmed hostility.
Rawlins stole away without speaking and we three were left alone to stare in mute desire at the tea things. A bee was buzzing noisily about the honey jar. It was The Seraph who spoke at last, his hands clasped across his stomach. "Bishop," he said, politely, but firmly. "I would yike a little nushment." "Bless me!" cried the Bishop. "Wherever are my manners?"
"I yike wiotous wude people," said The Seraph with his face in the tumbler; the milk trickled down his chin. "Leave the table, Alexander," commanded Mrs. Handsomebody, "your conduct is quite inexcusable." The Seraph departed, weeping. All that evening I thought about Jane. I had no heart for a pillow fight.
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