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I know by experience that I'll never get it out of Philip. He'll say, sweetly, 'Oh, I just fought it, Muvver! in as infantile a voice as possible." They all three sat and pondered. "It sounds just like a tract," said Joy at last. "Exactly like a tract," assented Phyllis. "Do you suppose in Sunday-school " "I'm his Sunday-school teacher," Miss Addison reminded her indignantly. "That settles that!"
Apparently he came to see Ariadne, for he never went to see Muvver at all, as he used to do in Bellevue. He took Ariadne out in the back yard as the weather began to get warmer, and showed her lots of outdoor plays. He was as nice as ever, only a good deal whiter; and that was odd, for they were now in May, and from playing outdoors all the time Ariadne herself was as brown as a berry.
Polly wondered, at these times, why the old man's stories were so suddenly cut short just as she was so "comfy" in the soft grass at his feet. The boys who used to "look sharp" because of their boss at loading time, now learned that they might loiter so long as "Muvver Jim" was "hikin' it round for the kid."
Next she proceeded to gather her eyebrows into the smallest possible compass, and then she drew a deep breath, folded her small hands, and started off at a terrific pace, "Gaw bess parver yan muvver yan nannie yan hughyan betty yan dicky an aunt woggles yan ellen yan emma yan croft yan blusby yan all ve vitty children yan make dem velly good boys yan make my nastyole bunnyagoodgirl.
That's why daddy chose it for your little name, darling, do you see?" "My name," said Peggy softly, moved by the wonder and beauty of her frock. "There he is, Peggy! Run down and show yourself." "Oh, muvver," shrieked Peggy, "it will be a surprise for daddy, won't it?" She ran down. They followed, and leaned over the bannisters to listen to the surprise.
Her name suited her, for she was an elf, a sprite, a creature so fairy-like and beautiful that she seemed unearthly. "Muvver sended for oo," cried Fay, as Jane kissed her, "an' oo never tome." "I didn't know, Fay; but I've come now." Fay was a child of outdoors, of the garden and ditch and field, and she was dirty and ragged. But rags and dirt did not hide her beauty.
"Oh, Rosy Posy, I'm so miserable! where is Mother?" "Muvver dawn yidin'. Wosy take care of 'oo. Want Nannie?" "No, I don't want Nannie. You stay here, little sister, till Mother comes." "Ess. Wosy 'tay wiv Middy. Dear Middy."
It was only after she went away, sometimes only when she lay awake in her strange big bed, that Ariadne remembered that Muvver never said a word, but only smoothed her hair and kissed her.
"You'll always be close, to take care of me?" "Yes, dear." "And of Muvver and 'Stashie?" There was a pause. Ariadne spoke in grieved astonishment. "Why, of course of Muvver and 'Stashie, Favver." Rankin took a sudden great breath. "I hope so, Ariadne." "Well, you can if you want to," the child gravely gave her assent. She said no more for a time, clutching tightly to his hand. Then, "Favver."
"An enormous castle," I said, starting to dig the foundations. "Dat's a velly, velly vitty hole," said Sara. "It's going to be a castle, darling." "For Yaya to live in?" "Perhaps." "And Nannie and Aunt Woggles and Hugh and Betty and muvver?" Sara danced with joy at the prospect, and Sara dancing in bathing-drawers was distracting. I dug industriously, however, and it was very hot.
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