What Two Children Did by Charlotte E. Chittenden
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page 68 of 135 (50%)
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be her quilt in time of trouble--?"
"A quilt!" said Ethelwyn. "What's that?" "A comfort then," said Beth with dignity, "or something like that. Anyway I wish you wouldn't talk in the middle of the wedding--and give her clothes, and things to eat, eh? Make him nod 'yes,' sister." So Ethelwyn, reaching out an energetic hand, clutched the bridegroom by the waist and made him bow so low, that his freshly-glued wig came off. "O, for goodness sake, sister," said Beth, in an exasperated tone, "I never knew any one that could upset things like you--" But their mother was heard calling them, in a way that meant something nice, so the poor bald-headed bridegroom and his wig were left at the feet of the haughty Arabella, who stared rigidly at the landscape outside, and tried not to see him. "We are going to drive out to Grandmother Van Stark's to spend the day, and perhaps a little longer," said mother. "Oh won't that be the nicest thing!" they cried in a breath. "Who can go on the pony?" "Ethelwyn may ride out, and Beth back," said mother. "I've always been so thankful to think you weren't born a _no_ and _don't_ mother," said Ethelwyn, hugging her. "Are we going right away?" "Right away." |
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