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Involuntarily Rag paused, through sheer force of habit, and stood paralyzed, till her grandmother had come quite close. "Hey, what have we got here?" She eyed Phronsie sharply. "Oh, well, you ain't acted so badly after all; maybe the pretty little lady has come to see me, hey?" and she seized Phronsie's small arm.
Jackson; it's all plain sew-in', just like a bag; and I can do it, I know " and so she fell into a troubled sleep, only to be awakened by Phronsie's fretful little voice: "I want a drink of water, Polly, I do." "Don't she drink awfully, mammy?" asked Polly, after one of these excursions out to the kitchen after the necessary draught. "Yes," said Mrs.
"'Pon me word, it's a beastly crowd going to-day, sir." "She will do very well with my assistance," said the old gentleman, still holding Phronsie's little glove. "And I suppose Christmas Day belongs to everybody, eh, Bayley?" hurrying in.
But she looked so sorrowful over it that half the pleasure was gone for Ben; for Polly wanted everything just right, and was very particular about things. "Now, Dave." Ben held his hand, and "David" went down next to Joel. But when it was Phronsie's turn, she protested that Polly, and no one else, must hold her hand.
So the robber was hauled off to justice, and Phronsie, coming wonderingly up the stairs, came softly in upon them, in time to see Dick rush up to Mrs. Chatterton with a "You're a brick!" before them all. After that, there was no more hope of keeping things quiet in the house for Phronsie's sake.
And Phronsie's lip began to quiver. "Oh, there she is, Grandpapa!" and she darted off a few steps, where somebody had set the poor thing on the pavement, propped up against a lamp-post. "Oh, you can't carry her home," said Mr.
King, peering up and down Phronsie's Bath chair adorned with the most lively descriptions of the merits of cocoa as a food; "they're all alike as two peas, except for the matter of the chocolate and cocoa trimmings. But perhaps I can fix it, Phronsie, so that you can have this identical one," mentally resolving to do that very thing. "Well, come, Phronsie, we must go now and get our luncheon."
"Well, then, if Polly says so, it must have been left at home," said the old gentleman, "and there's no use in my going to look over the luggage," he groaned. "What's the matter?" cried Joel, rushing up, his jolly face aglow. "The worst thing that could possibly happen," said Mr. King irritably; "Phronsie's box of dolls is left behind."
"Joel Pepper!" cried Polly, a little red spot coming in either cheek as she flung down her work on the floor by Phronsie's calico bit, "that's twice you've made a most awful noise; now you'll wake Davie up again, you bad, naughty boy," and without stopping to think, she dashed out doors, and before Joel could hardly breathe, she seized his shoulders and shook him smartly. "Oh, what have I done!
And then the minister came down from Ben's room, and went into the bedroom; and Mrs. Henderson went up-stairs into the loft. "So," he said kindly, as after patting Phronsie's head he came over and sat down by Polly, "this is the little girl who came to see me when I was sick." "Oh, sir," said Polly, "I'm so glad you wasn't!" "Well, when I come again," said Mr.
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