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Mirandy Jane Pendleton, I could shake you! You can talk fast enough when somebody else wants the floor! How'd he git in? What'd he say for himself?" "Why, he never said anything! Cyrus didn't see him." "Didn't see him? I thought he see him lookin' out the winder!" "Why, yes! so he did, but he didn't see him to speak to. He jest nailed up the door, an' come away." Mrs.
Pattie Peyton, she has the measles, but she sent for a specialist, and vowed she had something else she had read about it, and knew all the symptoms, and insisted on having elaborate blood-tests! And little Mrs. Stanley Pendleton has left her husband, and everybody says that's the reason.
"It would be exceedingly improper to drink a toast at such a moment." "What's the matter with the moment?" "The day, then. Just when we have buried poor Alice." Mrs. Pendleton had not seen her brother's wife for ten years before her death, but she had no difficulty in bringing tears to her eyes at the recollection of her.
Pendleton read from a paper his ideas on the subject, he left me for the purpose of seeing and consulting Mr. Hamilton, taking the paper with him. In about an hour he called at my house.
In the old days, at the Orphans' Home, his chief terror had been that it should be discovered and taken away from him. In those days he wore it always hidden in the lining of his coat. Of late years, at John Pendleton's suggestion, it had been tucked away in the Pendleton safe. "For there's no knowing how valuable it may be," John Pendleton had said, with a smile.
Well, I declare!" exclaimed Gardiner, in the same breath, "if there isn't Queen Bess! It's laughable to see her entered for the race. She's very speedy, but she isn't game. I have seen her swerve when almost crowned with victory." Sally Pendleton listened to the conversation with unusual interest.
"The Packet" was a thing that dated back to Jimmy's boyhood, and had never been mentioned to any one save to John Pendleton, and that only once, at the time of his adoption. The Packet was nothing but rather a large white envelope, worn with time, and plump with mystery behind a huge red seal.
"AUNT RUTH!" he exclaimed, looking from one to the other with startled eyes. "AUNT RUTH! You don't mean " All the blood receded from Mrs. Carew's face, and from Jimmy's, too. John Pendleton, however, advanced jauntily. "Yes, Jamie; why not? I was going to tell you soon, anyway, so I'll tell you now." Carew made me the happiest of men by saying yes to a certain question I asked.
Then he added whimsically: "You don't know, of course; but that little girl is better than a six-quart bottle of tonic any day. If anything or anybody can take the grouch out of Pendleton this afternoon, she can. That's why I sent her in." "Who is she?" For one brief moment the doctor hesitated. "She's the niece of one of our best known residents. Her name is Pollyanna Whittier.
"How brave you were," murmured Jess Morse admiringly. "You've got a head on you, sure enough!" exclaimed Bobby Hargrew, while the Red Cross girl, blushing and with downcast eyes, began hastily to adjust her veil again. "Oh, it was nothing," murmured Janet. "Tell it to Lily. Here comes Lily Pendleton," said Jess, smiling again. "She won't think it was nothing."
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