Patricia by Emilia [pseud.] Elliott
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page 54 of 83 (65%)
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"Grandmother never really hurries." "Maybe she did when she was going to school; there's the bell now!" "Bet I'll be there first," Patricia said, darting ahead. But she wasn't; it seemed as if all the babies and dogs in town chose that particular moment to get right in her path, avoiding with equal skill Nell's eager rush. What with picking up a baby here and stopping to speak to one there--Patricia never could get by babies--Patricia reached the schoolhouse just too late to join her line and had to wait outside until the opening exercises were over. It was by no means the first time; and Miss Carrol looked very grave as Patricia slipped into her place a little later, trying to ignore Nell's bob of triumph. It was after supper that evening that the doctor called Patricia into the office. "Patricia," he said, as she came to stand before him, "I met Miss Carrol this afternoon." "Yes, Daddy." Patricia's thoughts flew rapidly backward; had she been doing anything very dreadful? "She tells me that you have been tardy very frequently of late, Patricia." "Y-yes, Daddy." |
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