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Updated: June 12, 2025
"Now for the handwriting!" One glance at the address on the envelope; then, pulling out the note, she bent breathlessly over it for a moment. In another moment she was calling out triumphantly: "I know it! I know it! She tried to imitate mine, but I know these M's and r's and A's. They're Nelly Ryder's! they're Nelly Ryder's!
"Here's an old font of script. It's old and too worn for my use, but you can fool with it." Bobby was delighted. He could hardly wait to get home before undoing the package. The font formed a compact quadrilateral wound around the edges with string. The letters were all arranged in order four capital A's A A A A then the Bs, and so on. It differed from his own font.
But he had no sooner said it, than, adding hastily, "Let Jan do it," he traced a second A, slightly larger than Abel's, in three firm and perfectly proportioned strokes. His moving finger was too much for the kitten's feelings, and she sprang into the flour and pawed both the A's out of existence.
'To answer this was trenching upon too dangerous ground, so there was a pause. "Is the young lady a Scotchwoman, papa?" "Yes" drily enough. "Has she much of the accent, sir?" "Much of the devil!" answered my father hastily; "do you think I care about a's and aa's, and i's and ee's,? I tell you, Julia, I am serious in the matter.
You already know that, through the interest of my friend, Captain O y, I was so fortunate as to procure the exchange of B a's only son, a deserving youth, who had been taken prisoner at sea, and languished two years in confinement in Portchester-Castle.
Hate-evil and Wait-still and Hope-still and Thanks and Unity must have sat together like little doves and made crooked A's and B's and C's and picked out the frayed sewing-silk threads under the reproofs of the teacher of the Infant School, Miss Mather or Miss Coffin or Miss Hooker, whose father was a clergyman, or even Miss Bradford, whose uncle was the Governor?
"I want a parting word with you, Tom," said he a moment later. "Something has happened to-day which will require the driving of the Buford herds in some road brand other than the 'Circle Dot. The first blacksmith shop you pass, have your irons altered into 'Open A's, and I'll do the same with Quince and Dave's brands.
"Where be he, then?" demanded Attwood, with a sudden sinking at heart in spite of his wrath. "How should I know? A went away wi' a play-actoring fellow in a plum-colored cloak; and play-actoring fellow said a loved him like a's own, and patted a's back, and flung me hard names, like stones at a lost dawg. Now le' me go, Muster Attwood cross my heart, 'tis all I know!"
I may hold up my head as well as another. A why not? When so be as a man has no money, why then, a savin and exceptin your onnur's reverence, a's but a poor dog. But when so be as a man as a got the rhino, why then a may begin to hold up his head. A why not? Always a savin and exceptin your noble onnur, as aforesaid.
Nothing escaped his blighting censure. At every sentence he overthrew an idol, or lowered my estimation of a friend. I saw everything with new eyes, and could only marvel at my former blindness. How was it possible that I had not before observed A's false hair, B's selfishness, or C's boorish manners?
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