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From: | Basil Travis |
Subject: | induce autocratic |
Date: | Thu, 10 Aug 2006 08:03:30 -0400 |
She told him all about herself and her doings
and beings. You make me believe in fairies, whether I will or no, he toldher,
and that means youth.
Cousin Jimmys garden would be in its prime of
splendour, theAugust apples would be ripe.
She lay still and her great, grey-purple eyes
said,Save me.
Tell her you do know it andthat if she does
anything to Leo you wont love her any more.
The portion upon which one of her legs lay was
quite loose andpendent also. Emily felt an odd sensation of rebellion. Aunt
Nancy would not giveher back the picture Teddy had painted. But I dont care a
hoot aboutthe Priest things.
You haveprobably discovered by this time that
my Lady Aunt detests me.
He stooped and picked up the broken aster.
IKNOW Ilses mother COULDNT have done anything like that. She saw that hewas
slight and that one shoulder was a trifle higher than theother. She felt that
she was on the verge of solvingthe mystery that had so long worried and puzzled
her.
Aunt Nancy need not have beenfrightened that
she would carry tales to New Moon. I believe, thought Emily, that a dog is
betterthan a cat when youre in trouble.
Then it all came to an end quite
suddenly.
Tell her you do know it andthat if she does
anything to Leo you wont love her any more. She doesnt mean that as a
compliment, whatever you in yourinnocence believe it to be. And oh,PLEASE let
somebody find out that Ilses mother didnt do THAT. I wanted this, said Emily,
waving her farewell-summer. The kitten was a delicate bit of striped greyness
that remindedEmily of her dear lost Mikes. He stooped and picked up the broken
aster.
Then it all came to an end quite
suddenly.
No, I cantbelieve it and I wont believe it no
matter who says it is true.
Im going to frame it and hang ithere in my
parlour. I am so unhappy andfeel as if I could never be happy any more. It was
half an hour before Dean Priest returned.
What about your tumble overthe bank down
there?
Emily lay there and dramatized the whole
incident for her Jimmy-book.
I happen to have a fancyfor that picture,
thats all. Oh, I dont think its as bad as that, said Emily.
The kitten was a delicate bit of striped
greyness that remindedEmily of her dear lost Mikes.
It would beHATEFUL to think any one I didnt
like had saved my life. For Emily was standing up, holding out her hands as if
pushing someloathly thing from her.
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