Tommy and Grizel by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
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that she was, he must be good to her.
He was now looking forward eagerly to walking home with her. I can't tell you how delicious he meant to be. When she said she must go, he skipped upstairs for his hat, and wafted the gods their kiss. But it was always the unexpected that lay in wait for Tommy. He and she were no sooner out of the house than Grizel said, "I did not mention the glove, as I was not sure whether Elspeth knew of it." He had turned stone-cold. "Corp and Gavinia told me," she went on quietly, "before I had time to stop them. Of course I should have preferred not to know until I heard it from yourself." Oh, how cold he was! "But as I do know, I want to tell you that it makes me very happy." They had stopped, for his legs would carry him no farther. "Get us out of this," every bit of him was crying, but not one word could Tommy say. "I knew you would want to have it again," Grizel said brightly, producing the little parcel from her pocket, "so I brought it to you." The frozen man took it and held it passively in his hand. His gods had flown away. No, they were actually giving him another chance. What was this |
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