The Voice by Margaret Wade Campbell Deland
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the Perryville meeting-house--the parson
there is a nice boy." "She is an attractive young creature," said the doctor, smiling at some pleasant memory; "the kind of girl a man would like to have for a daughter. But did you ever know such an old-fashioned little thing!" "Well, she's like the girls I knew when I was the age of the Perryville parson, so I suppose you'd call her old-fashioned," Dr. Lavendar said. "There aren't many such girls nowadays; sweet-tempered and sensible and with some fun in 'em." "Why don't you say 'good,' too?" William King inquired. "Unnecessary," Dr. Lavendar said, scratching Danny's ear; "anybody who is amiable, sensible, and humorous is good. Can't help it." "The father is good," William King said, "but he is certainly not sensible. He's an old donkey, with his TONGUES and his VOICE!" |
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