Dick and Brownie by Mabel Quiller-Couch
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to have stopped beating, and she could hardly speak.
Tom Smith took no notice of her whatever, he was not going to waste time in arguing--bullying was more in his line. "Now then, come along. If you makes any noise, I'll turn the p'lice on the old lady there, for harbouring thieves and receiving stolen property. Stop it now!" as Huldah wrenched herself away. "P'raps that'll teach you," and he caught her a heavy blow on the ear. Mrs. Perry screamed. "Don't hurt her--oh, don't do them any harm!" she pleaded. "Promise not--to beat them." It seemed to her impossible to resist him, they were helpless there, those two alone. Huldah and Dick must go. Huldah's heart sank with overwhelming sorrow. Was she really to be given up? was she to leave her new home, her new happiness, her work, Mrs. Perry, Miss Rose,--all to go back to the old torture? Oh no, it could not be. She could never bear it! Mrs. Perry spoke as if she would have to; but what would she herself do there alone? She would be almost frightened to death. Poor Huldah grew frantic. "I am not going. I can't go, and Miss Rose said you can't make me. I am not yours. Oh, Miss Rose, Miss Rose do come and save us!" With a little whimper of pain Dick crawled out of his corner and came towards her. He seemed to realise that his little mistress was in danger, and he meant to stand by her. "Shut up your noise!" shouted her "uncle," and dealt her another |
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