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"Well," he said slowly, "''was a ittle boy, an' him said to hims mover, can I go down in the deep foresh all by myself, an' she told him no. And'" here Max paused very impressively till he had collected the eyes of all his audience "'he went. An' he walked along, an' he walked along, an' he walked along, an' he met'" another pause, calculated to thrill his listeners "'a snake.
"Why did 'oo lose 'oor 'ittle gal?" pursued Dickie, avoiding the question of age. "Because I wur a fool," replied Andrew frowning. "Tell Dickie," repeated the child, to whom the "little gal" had now become more interesting than the circus; "tell Dickie all about 'oor 'ittle gal." "Well, missie," began Andrew with a sigh, "it wur like this. After her mother died my little gal an' I lived alone.
"Yet, I tay here an' be Timfy's ittle dirl. Now oo p'ay by your own seff ittle while, Mit Vildy, pease, coz I dot to det down an find Samfy an' put my dolly to bed coz she's defful seepy." "It's half past eight," said Samantha coming into the kitchen, "and Timothy ain't nowheres to be found, and Jabe hain't seen him sence noon-time."
He drew me closely toward him, and said, with his deep voice tenderly modulated, "How's her pooty tootens, did she get her 'ittle tootens wet, b'ess her?" I understood his allusion to my feet. I glanced down and saw that in my hurry I had put on a pair of his old india-rubbers. My feet were not small or pretty, and the addition did not add to their beauty. "Let me go, sir," I remarked quietly.
He was in none of the chambers, but hearing gentle murmurs issue from a long, light closet, I looked in and saw Toddie sitting on the floor, and eating the cheese out of a mouse-trap. A squeak of my boots betrayed me, and Toddie, equal to the emergency, sprang to his feet and exclaimed: "I didn't hurt de 'ittle mousie one bittie; I just letted him out, and he runded away." And still it rained.
"Let us call mamma to look out," said Peony; and then he shouted lustily, "Mamma! mamma!! mamma!!! Look out, and see what a nice 'ittle girl we are making!" The mother put down her work for an instant, and looked out of the window.
During my paroxysms, I had a wild distempered dream of a stern face bending anxiously over my pillow, a rough hand smoothing my hair, and a kind voice saying: "B'ess his 'ittle heart! Did he have the naughty fever?" This face seemed again changed to the well-known stern features of Captain Boltrope. When I was convalescent, a packet edged in black was put in my hand.
He would have welcomed anything just then. "Tiss me, ittle boy," urged Marion. She had him by the coat now with both hands, drawing him down to her. There was nothing for him to do. He must go through the ordeal. Suddenly he bent his head and shut his eyes. His face came close to hers; he felt her lips touch his cheek, and heard her childish laugh of delight. "Dood ittle boy!" she exclaimed.
"Den I give 'at 'ittle cow his breakfuss," and the solicitous Ruth placed the section of haystack within easy reach of a wide-eyed and slightly disjointed calf evidently the offspring of the well-fed cow, judging from the paint-markings of each. But suddenly little Ruth's face lost its sunshine. Her mouth quivered. Pete glanced up at her, his dark eyes questioning.
Dan had no time to answer, for at that instant a little voice sounded forth. Looking quickly around he beheld Marion hurrying towards him holding in her hand a small rose. "Me div dis to oo, ittle boy," she cried. "It's off my own woes bus. Oo must teep it." Hardly knowing what he did Dan took the little flower, and stood staring at Marion.
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