April 9, 2025 • 17 mins
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Public domain hide and seek, And so the days dance on,
each one happier than the last, and all too short
for the amount of fun that had been crammed into them. Feeling, walking, boating, bathing, fishing,
crabbing were favorite amusements. But best of all, the girls
(00:21):
loved to play some rollicking, frolicking game that called forth
peals of laughter, which had no cause save sheer gladness
of living. Let's play hide and seek, said Betty one morning.
All right, said Jesse, loyally but lazily. You go and
hide and cry coop and we'll all come and find you. No,
(00:45):
I don't mean that baby way. I mean a nice
new way. I've invented it myself just now, and it's
gay elucidate further, said Marjorie, looking up from her work,
which was the combing of Timmy Lou's silvery tangled curls.
It's a gorgeous game, went on Betty. But it's not
(01:07):
adapted two or four dogs. If the nondescript mop in
your lap goes by that name, you'll have to be
buried before we can proceed. Buried. Indeed, my own, my
only Timmy Lou, cried Marjorie, caressing the moppy mass in question.
Not that not that, I pray you, but if really necessary,
(01:30):
I could secrete him with a kind neighbor until your
wild project has fizzled out. Well listen, then, said Betty.
We'll all hide, you know, and find each other one
by one, and the one who stays hidden longest gets
a prize. Beautiful, beautiful, sighed Marguerite. But what is the prize?
(01:51):
Might it be worth winning? The prize can be that
photograph I took of you girls in your bathing suits,
said Hester. I'll never be able to get another as good,
and it's so funny it's worth having. So it is,
cried Nan. I'd love to have it, but you vowed
you are going to keep it yourself. Hester. I know,
(02:13):
but I'm so noble I offer it freely in this
noble cause. Besides, I may win it, sure enough, cried Betty.
Now let's begin dispose of timmy loo, Marjorie, and then
come into the grotto, Rosie called Marjorie. Won't you please
take this valuable high bred morsel of cane identity over
(02:34):
to missus Warburton's, and then you may go for a
run on the beach. Twill do you good? And besides,
we want to use the whole of this palatial residence
for a while. Rosie departed, beaming as usual, and the
girls went into the parlor, and Betty closed the door.
Now said she, we first draw lots for the seeker.
(02:58):
This ceremony was gone through with, and the lot fell
upon Helen. I'm glad of it, said she. I'd far
rather hunt than hide. Next, said Betty, the rest of
us must draw these numbered papers, and we'll draw, and
I'll tell you each took a folded paper, and Millicent's
(03:20):
proved to be number one. Then you go first, said Betty.
We'll give you two minutes by Helen's watch. In that
time you must have hidden yourself either in this house
or about its large and spacious grounds. No fare going
off the premises. Millicon departed on tiptoe, closing the door
(03:45):
after her, and Betty continued, I'm second, So when the
two minutes are up, I'll go and hide, and you
allow me also my two minutes in which to tuck
myself away. Then so on until all are gone, but
our Helen, our pride and joy. After the last two minutes,
(04:06):
she starts to hunt, and the first one she finds
goes with her to hunt the others, and so on,
you know, until all are found but one, who is,
of course the lucky owner of Hester's masterpiece of photographic art.
The two minutes passed, and Betty went to hide, then
the others one by one, until at last Helen was
(04:28):
ready to start on her hunting expedition. They wouldn't be
so babyish as to hide behind doors, she thought, as
she looked behind several However, it's best to be systematic.
I'll open every door and see. Acting on this plan,
she opened the door of the sideboard as she passed
(04:49):
that old fashioned and roomy piece of furniture, and to
her surprise there was the chubby Marguerite squeezed in between
two shelves. Oh help me out, she cried, I'm nearly dead.
It was a clothes fit, but Helen pulled her out,
and together they continued the search. Someone would be sure
(05:10):
to hide in the kitchen, declared the candy matron. So
they explored the cupboards there, and as might have been expected,
away back behind some pots and pans was Hester, who
looked angrily at her discoverers. I thought I had such
a good place she said, crawling out. However did you
(05:32):
find me? Come on, cried Helen. It's getting to be
more fun. Let's find the others. Let's get some buns
and milk fur, said Marguerite. I'm fearfully hungry, and the
sight of the cake box maddens me. So the three
sat down to a light repass, and as they fell
to chatting, they quite forgot the game and the other
(05:53):
players thereof Well, you're a nice lot, said Marjorie, suddenly
appearing from the sun. I had in the coal bin,
and I am sure you never would have found me.
But when I heard you talking up here, I thought
you had all the rest. Never mind, said Hester, you're
on our side. Come on, let's dig up the others.
(06:14):
Nan was easily found, as she had climbed out of
her bedroom window and was calmly sitting on the roof
gazing at the sea. You needn't have hurried on my account,
she said, I just as Lief sit here all day.
Jesse was discovered next, standing in a wardrobe among a
lot of dresses, which she had fondly hoped would conceal her,
(06:38):
and they would have done so, save that her head
showed above them. And her feet below. Then the six
began to hunt for Betty and Millicent. It was really
a hunt, for they looked in every likely place and
a great many unlikely ones, without success. They went downstairs
and out of doors, only to return and search from
(07:00):
to attic. At last, Jessie, who was peering through the dim,
dusty recesses of the low sealed attic, saw an old
trunk and throwing it open, found Betty cramped and aching.
But games the last. Oh the mistletoe bow, Oh the
mistletoe bow, saying Jessie as she helped Betty out. Am
(07:23):
I the last, cried Betty, looking at the girls who
came drooping up to her hiding place. No, Millicent is
still missing, said Marjorie. Then she gets the picture, said Betty,
looking disappointed. And I wanted it. Never mind, Peeler said,
hester I'll take another for you and it will be
just as jolly. Then they hunted for Millicent, but no
(07:46):
trace of her could be found. She's been spirited away,
I'm thinkin, said Rosy, who had returned and was much
startled at what she thought was an alarming disappearance. Let's
get timmy low and see if he can't find her,
said Marjorie. After they had called and yelled and begged
Millicent to come to them. Yes, set the bloodhound on
(08:09):
her track, said Nan. So timmyloo was brought home, and
each girl told him what he was to do, and
showed him Millicent's shoes and gloves and dresses until the
poor little dog was quite bewildered. But he finally understood,
and with a bound he sprang upon Marjorie's bed, which
by the way, was covered with clean shirt waists and
(08:32):
stiffy starched skirts. Just home for the laundry. Oh, Tim,
get off those clothes, cried Marjorie. But Tim only danced
around on them and barked. Then he flew to the pillows, and,
though much tangled up in the frills of one of
Jesse's clean aprons, he burrowed until he disclosed some tangled
(08:54):
curls and a tortoiseshell comb. There she is, cried Marjorie,
and flinging back the counterpane, they saw a flushed, rosy face.
I've been asleep, said Milicent, yawning and stretching. What do
you girls want? Oh I was hiding, wasn't I? Well?
(09:14):
I hid in such a nice place. I inadvertently took
a nap, and I've had such lovely dreams. Get up,
cried Betty. You've spoiled all the clean clothes and you've
won the prize. Have I goody? And I haven't heard
the clothes a bit. Tim did, though, and he woke
me up, jumping on me. Then Nellicent slid out of bed,
(09:37):
did up her hair, and was led downstairs in triumph
to receive her prize. He was presented by Betty because,
as she said, I came next nearest to getting it,
and so I ought to have the melancholy pleasure of
handing it over to me hated rival. The presentation speech
(09:57):
and the grand oliquent thanks expressed by the recipitent caused
such hilarity that Aunt Molly came running over to hear
the fun. Then they told her all about the game,
and as she was such an appreciative listener, they told
her much more, until suddenly Betty cried out, oh see
that queer looking person, I believe she's coming here, And
(10:21):
all looked and beheld a tall, imperious looking lady garbed
in eccentric fashion, stalked toward them at a rapid gait.
Her bonnet was elaborately decked with high feathers, which nodded
and bobbed in unison with her quick jerky footsteps, and
over an old fashioned black silk gown which she wore
(10:42):
a rich lace mantilla. Why it's missus Lennox, said Aunt Mollie, rising,
I dare say she's coming to call upon me. Excuse me, girlies,
I must run home. Let us go with you, cried Marjorie.
I'm sure you'll need protection from the Warlike Amazon, I
(11:03):
wouldn't dare face her alone. I'll call you over if
I feel timid, returned Aunt Mollie, who was already half
way down the steps. Sure enough, the stranger turned up
in Aunt Molly's gait and marched up the walk as
if she were storming at citadel. Jimminy crickets, whispered Betty.
What can she be? She's too distinguished for a book
(11:25):
agent and too excited for a plain everyday caller. She's Zenobia,
cried Millicent, returning to earth in disguise. I think she's
collecting a regiment and wants us to join it. She's
Murdova in modern clothes, said Betty, and she wants Aunt
Mollie to take her to board. Not, she said, hester
(11:49):
she's no summer boarder. I think she's a dowager countless
with several castles of her own. By this time, they
were all watching the old lady, who was evidently telling
Aunt Mollie a fearful tale of woe, for she ejesculated angrily,
and though the girls could not hear her words, they
(12:09):
gazed at her bobbing feathers and her clenched hands in
sympathy with her trouble, whatever it might be. Suddenly Aunt
Molly called out, come over here, girlies, I want you
overflew the octave helter skelter, but they stood up politely
enough while Aunt Molly introduced them to her guest. Dear
(12:30):
Missus Lennox continued, Aunt Mollie isn't a sad dilemma only yesterday.
But I will ask her to tell you about it herself. Yes,
I will tell you, cried Missus Lennox, fairly glaring at
the flock of girls who fell in an expectant group
at her feet. For the tail ought to be blazoned
(12:51):
abroad to the four winds of Heaven, Gratitude thou art
but an empty name, respect, honor, deference, chimeras, all kmiras.
All the girls sat enthralled, though Milicent with difficulty, restrained
herself from replying to the old lady in kind, we
are told, went on Missus Lennox, waving her hand dramatically,
(13:14):
that this is a free country. No graver misstatement was
ever made. We are slaves, as she shook her clenched
fist at Nan, who chanced to be nearest her, with
such a belligerent air that the poor poet feared she
was responsible for the national bondage. Slaves, continued Missus Lennox,
(13:35):
warming to her subject and waving both arms about slaves.
To our servants, the time has come when they rule us.
They dictate to us, they make the laws, and we
obey them. Yes'm murmured Helen, who thought the ensuing pause
ought to be filled somehow. And now what have my
(13:55):
servants done? She cried, looking from one face to another,
but two engrossed to notice the various expressions of mirth
or bewilderment on each. As there was no position to reply,
she continued, what have they done? They have left me departed,
one and all with no word of warning, no cause
(14:17):
for offense. Why did they go, inquired Betty, who liked
to know reasons for things. Alas James, my butler, obtained
a fine position in a large hotel in the city,
and a viper that he is, he must needs tell
all the others about it, and one and all from
the head cook down to the footmen ungratefully left my
(14:40):
kind service and followed James to the unknown, untried hardships
of a city hotel. But you can get a new
set of servants, said Aunt Mollie soothingly. Of course I can,
cried missus Lennox, bristling up as if her dignity had
been menaced. Of course I can. Posts of the best
(15:01):
servants in the country are only awaiting an opportunity to
come to my service. But it takes time to procure
and install a new lot. And here is the culmination
of my dismay. But now I received the telgram bidding
me except Lady Pendering and her daughter to morrow and
to remain with me over night. Ah, my dear friend,
(15:23):
you do not know Lady Pendered, but she represents the
very flower of British aristocracy. Her fair daughter loosely is
a sweet gem of purest ray serene. And they have
never known what it is like to have less than
twenty servants at their finger ends. And my James was
such a paragon of a butler at last, alas, how
(15:47):
sharper than a servant's tooth, no thankless tooth. Ah. Well,
the quotation has slipped my memory for the moment, but
I will recall it a noun. When are your English
friends coming, ask Aunt Molly tomorrow afternoon, replied missus Lennox.
And oh how it would have pleased me if I
(16:10):
were but able to offer them such hospitality as tis
in my heart to give. They can remain with me
but twenty four hours, and then they will speed away
to publish broadcast the news that Miranda Lennox has no
establishment save one old colored woman and a good for
(16:30):
nothing boy. For those alas are all I can find
in this howling wilderness of a seashore town. Girls, was
all Aunt Molly said, But she looked volumes of meaning
out of her kind clever eyes. Marjorie was the first
to understand and respond, of course, began she cried, can't
(16:51):
we girls? It would be the jolliest sort of a
lark and a helping hand. Besides, we could, said Betty,
but but me no, buts cried Hester. We can and
we will vote, exclaimed Marjorie. Shall we or shan't we?
All in favor? I? I yelled the eight, And so
(17:11):
quickly was it done that Missus Lennox still wore a
look of frightened bewilderment when Marjorie began, My dear Missus Lennox,
you want accomplish and experienced servants to permit you to
entertain your friends properly. We claim to be such, and
we offer you our services with the greatest pleasure, the
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only condition being that you take the whole eight. End
of Chapter thirteen.
Public domain hide and seek, And so the days dance on,
each one happier than the last, and all too short
for the amount of fun that had been crammed into them. Feeling, walking, boating, bathing, fishing,
crabbing were favorite amusements. But best of all, the girls
(00:21):
loved to play some rollicking, frolicking game that called forth
peals of laughter, which had no cause save sheer gladness
of living. Let's play hide and seek, said Betty one morning.
All right, said Jesse, loyally but lazily. You go and
hide and cry coop and we'll all come and find you. No,
(00:45):
I don't mean that baby way. I mean a nice
new way. I've invented it myself just now, and it's
gay elucidate further, said Marjorie, looking up from her work,
which was the combing of Timmy Lou's silvery tangled curls.
It's a gorgeous game, went on Betty. But it's not
(01:07):
adapted two or four dogs. If the nondescript mop in
your lap goes by that name, you'll have to be
buried before we can proceed. Buried. Indeed, my own, my
only Timmy Lou, cried Marjorie, caressing the moppy mass in question.
Not that not that, I pray you, but if really necessary,
(01:30):
I could secrete him with a kind neighbor until your
wild project has fizzled out. Well listen, then, said Betty.
We'll all hide, you know, and find each other one
by one, and the one who stays hidden longest gets
a prize. Beautiful, beautiful, sighed Marguerite. But what is the prize?
(01:51):
Might it be worth winning? The prize can be that
photograph I took of you girls in your bathing suits,
said Hester. I'll never be able to get another as good,
and it's so funny it's worth having. So it is,
cried Nan. I'd love to have it, but you vowed
you are going to keep it yourself. Hester. I know,
(02:13):
but I'm so noble I offer it freely in this
noble cause. Besides, I may win it, sure enough, cried Betty.
Now let's begin dispose of timmy loo, Marjorie, and then
come into the grotto, Rosie called Marjorie. Won't you please
take this valuable high bred morsel of cane identity over
(02:34):
to missus Warburton's, and then you may go for a
run on the beach. Twill do you good? And besides,
we want to use the whole of this palatial residence
for a while. Rosie departed, beaming as usual, and the
girls went into the parlor, and Betty closed the door.
Now said she, we first draw lots for the seeker.
(02:58):
This ceremony was gone through with, and the lot fell
upon Helen. I'm glad of it, said she. I'd far
rather hunt than hide. Next, said Betty, the rest of
us must draw these numbered papers, and we'll draw, and
I'll tell you each took a folded paper, and Millicent's
(03:20):
proved to be number one. Then you go first, said Betty.
We'll give you two minutes by Helen's watch. In that
time you must have hidden yourself either in this house
or about its large and spacious grounds. No fare going
off the premises. Millicon departed on tiptoe, closing the door
(03:45):
after her, and Betty continued, I'm second, So when the
two minutes are up, I'll go and hide, and you
allow me also my two minutes in which to tuck
myself away. Then so on until all are gone, but
our Helen, our pride and joy. After the last two minutes,
(04:06):
she starts to hunt, and the first one she finds
goes with her to hunt the others, and so on,
you know, until all are found but one, who is,
of course the lucky owner of Hester's masterpiece of photographic art.
The two minutes passed, and Betty went to hide, then
the others one by one, until at last Helen was
(04:28):
ready to start on her hunting expedition. They wouldn't be
so babyish as to hide behind doors, she thought, as
she looked behind several However, it's best to be systematic.
I'll open every door and see. Acting on this plan,
she opened the door of the sideboard as she passed
(04:49):
that old fashioned and roomy piece of furniture, and to
her surprise there was the chubby Marguerite squeezed in between
two shelves. Oh help me out, she cried, I'm nearly dead.
It was a clothes fit, but Helen pulled her out,
and together they continued the search. Someone would be sure
(05:10):
to hide in the kitchen, declared the candy matron. So
they explored the cupboards there, and as might have been expected,
away back behind some pots and pans was Hester, who
looked angrily at her discoverers. I thought I had such
a good place she said, crawling out. However did you
(05:32):
find me? Come on, cried Helen. It's getting to be
more fun. Let's find the others. Let's get some buns
and milk fur, said Marguerite. I'm fearfully hungry, and the
sight of the cake box maddens me. So the three
sat down to a light repass, and as they fell
to chatting, they quite forgot the game and the other
(05:53):
players thereof Well, you're a nice lot, said Marjorie, suddenly
appearing from the sun. I had in the coal bin,
and I am sure you never would have found me.
But when I heard you talking up here, I thought
you had all the rest. Never mind, said Hester, you're
on our side. Come on, let's dig up the others.
(06:14):
Nan was easily found, as she had climbed out of
her bedroom window and was calmly sitting on the roof
gazing at the sea. You needn't have hurried on my account,
she said, I just as Lief sit here all day.
Jesse was discovered next, standing in a wardrobe among a
lot of dresses, which she had fondly hoped would conceal her,
(06:38):
and they would have done so, save that her head
showed above them. And her feet below. Then the six
began to hunt for Betty and Millicent. It was really
a hunt, for they looked in every likely place and
a great many unlikely ones, without success. They went downstairs
and out of doors, only to return and search from
(07:00):
to attic. At last, Jessie, who was peering through the dim,
dusty recesses of the low sealed attic, saw an old
trunk and throwing it open, found Betty cramped and aching.
But games the last. Oh the mistletoe bow, Oh the
mistletoe bow, saying Jessie as she helped Betty out. Am
(07:23):
I the last, cried Betty, looking at the girls who
came drooping up to her hiding place. No, Millicent is
still missing, said Marjorie. Then she gets the picture, said Betty,
looking disappointed. And I wanted it. Never mind, Peeler said,
hester I'll take another for you and it will be
just as jolly. Then they hunted for Millicent, but no
(07:46):
trace of her could be found. She's been spirited away,
I'm thinkin, said Rosy, who had returned and was much
startled at what she thought was an alarming disappearance. Let's
get timmy low and see if he can't find her,
said Marjorie. After they had called and yelled and begged
Millicent to come to them. Yes, set the bloodhound on
(08:09):
her track, said Nan. So timmyloo was brought home, and
each girl told him what he was to do, and
showed him Millicent's shoes and gloves and dresses until the
poor little dog was quite bewildered. But he finally understood,
and with a bound he sprang upon Marjorie's bed, which
by the way, was covered with clean shirt waists and
(08:32):
stiffy starched skirts. Just home for the laundry. Oh, Tim,
get off those clothes, cried Marjorie. But Tim only danced
around on them and barked. Then he flew to the pillows, and,
though much tangled up in the frills of one of
Jesse's clean aprons, he burrowed until he disclosed some tangled
(08:54):
curls and a tortoiseshell comb. There she is, cried Marjorie,
and flinging back the counterpane, they saw a flushed, rosy face.
I've been asleep, said Milicent, yawning and stretching. What do
you girls want? Oh I was hiding, wasn't I? Well?
(09:14):
I hid in such a nice place. I inadvertently took
a nap, and I've had such lovely dreams. Get up,
cried Betty. You've spoiled all the clean clothes and you've
won the prize. Have I goody? And I haven't heard
the clothes a bit. Tim did, though, and he woke
me up, jumping on me. Then Nellicent slid out of bed,
(09:37):
did up her hair, and was led downstairs in triumph
to receive her prize. He was presented by Betty because,
as she said, I came next nearest to getting it,
and so I ought to have the melancholy pleasure of
handing it over to me hated rival. The presentation speech
(09:57):
and the grand oliquent thanks expressed by the recipitent caused
such hilarity that Aunt Molly came running over to hear
the fun. Then they told her all about the game,
and as she was such an appreciative listener, they told
her much more, until suddenly Betty cried out, oh see
that queer looking person, I believe she's coming here, And
(10:21):
all looked and beheld a tall, imperious looking lady garbed
in eccentric fashion, stalked toward them at a rapid gait.
Her bonnet was elaborately decked with high feathers, which nodded
and bobbed in unison with her quick jerky footsteps, and
over an old fashioned black silk gown which she wore
(10:42):
a rich lace mantilla. Why it's missus Lennox, said Aunt Mollie, rising,
I dare say she's coming to call upon me. Excuse me, girlies,
I must run home. Let us go with you, cried Marjorie.
I'm sure you'll need protection from the Warlike Amazon, I
(11:03):
wouldn't dare face her alone. I'll call you over if
I feel timid, returned Aunt Mollie, who was already half
way down the steps. Sure enough, the stranger turned up
in Aunt Molly's gait and marched up the walk as
if she were storming at citadel. Jimminy crickets, whispered Betty.
What can she be? She's too distinguished for a book
(11:25):
agent and too excited for a plain everyday caller. She's Zenobia,
cried Millicent, returning to earth in disguise. I think she's
collecting a regiment and wants us to join it. She's
Murdova in modern clothes, said Betty, and she wants Aunt
Mollie to take her to board. Not, she said, hester
(11:49):
she's no summer boarder. I think she's a dowager countless
with several castles of her own. By this time, they
were all watching the old lady, who was evidently telling
Aunt Mollie a fearful tale of woe, for she ejesculated angrily,
and though the girls could not hear her words, they
(12:09):
gazed at her bobbing feathers and her clenched hands in
sympathy with her trouble, whatever it might be. Suddenly Aunt
Molly called out, come over here, girlies, I want you
overflew the octave helter skelter, but they stood up politely
enough while Aunt Molly introduced them to her guest. Dear
(12:30):
Missus Lennox continued, Aunt Mollie isn't a sad dilemma only yesterday.
But I will ask her to tell you about it herself. Yes,
I will tell you, cried Missus Lennox, fairly glaring at
the flock of girls who fell in an expectant group
at her feet. For the tail ought to be blazoned
(12:51):
abroad to the four winds of Heaven, Gratitude thou art
but an empty name, respect, honor, deference, chimeras, all kmiras.
All the girls sat enthralled, though Milicent with difficulty, restrained
herself from replying to the old lady in kind, we
are told, went on Missus Lennox, waving her hand dramatically,
(13:14):
that this is a free country. No graver misstatement was
ever made. We are slaves, as she shook her clenched
fist at Nan, who chanced to be nearest her, with
such a belligerent air that the poor poet feared she
was responsible for the national bondage. Slaves, continued Missus Lennox,
(13:35):
warming to her subject and waving both arms about slaves.
To our servants, the time has come when they rule us.
They dictate to us, they make the laws, and we
obey them. Yes'm murmured Helen, who thought the ensuing pause
ought to be filled somehow. And now what have my
(13:55):
servants done? She cried, looking from one face to another,
but two engrossed to notice the various expressions of mirth
or bewilderment on each. As there was no position to reply,
she continued, what have they done? They have left me departed,
one and all with no word of warning, no cause
(14:17):
for offense. Why did they go, inquired Betty, who liked
to know reasons for things. Alas James, my butler, obtained
a fine position in a large hotel in the city,
and a viper that he is, he must needs tell
all the others about it, and one and all from
the head cook down to the footmen ungratefully left my
(14:40):
kind service and followed James to the unknown, untried hardships
of a city hotel. But you can get a new
set of servants, said Aunt Mollie soothingly. Of course I can,
cried missus Lennox, bristling up as if her dignity had
been menaced. Of course I can. Posts of the best
(15:01):
servants in the country are only awaiting an opportunity to
come to my service. But it takes time to procure
and install a new lot. And here is the culmination
of my dismay. But now I received the telgram bidding
me except Lady Pendering and her daughter to morrow and
to remain with me over night. Ah, my dear friend,
(15:23):
you do not know Lady Pendered, but she represents the
very flower of British aristocracy. Her fair daughter loosely is
a sweet gem of purest ray serene. And they have
never known what it is like to have less than
twenty servants at their finger ends. And my James was
such a paragon of a butler at last, alas, how
(15:47):
sharper than a servant's tooth, no thankless tooth. Ah. Well,
the quotation has slipped my memory for the moment, but
I will recall it a noun. When are your English
friends coming, ask Aunt Molly tomorrow afternoon, replied missus Lennox.
And oh how it would have pleased me if I
(16:10):
were but able to offer them such hospitality as tis
in my heart to give. They can remain with me
but twenty four hours, and then they will speed away
to publish broadcast the news that Miranda Lennox has no
establishment save one old colored woman and a good for
(16:30):
nothing boy. For those alas are all I can find
in this howling wilderness of a seashore town. Girls, was
all Aunt Molly said, But she looked volumes of meaning
out of her kind clever eyes. Marjorie was the first
to understand and respond, of course, began she cried, can't
(16:51):
we girls? It would be the jolliest sort of a
lark and a helping hand. Besides, we could, said Betty,
but but me no, buts cried Hester. We can and
we will vote, exclaimed Marjorie. Shall we or shan't we?
All in favor? I? I yelled the eight, And so
(17:11):
quickly was it done that Missus Lennox still wore a
look of frightened bewilderment when Marjorie began, My dear Missus Lennox,
you want accomplish and experienced servants to permit you to
entertain your friends properly. We claim to be such, and
we offer you our services with the greatest pleasure, the
(17:34):
only condition being that you take the whole eight. End
of Chapter thirteen.
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