A Sweet Girl Graduate by L. T. Meade
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mouth peevish; she did not look a strong child, and self-control could
scarcely be expected of her. Priscilla placed her candle on the chimney-piece, jumped on the bed according to orders and looked earnestly at her three small sisters. "Now, Prissie," said Hattie in the important little voice which she always used, "begin, go on-- tell us all about your grand college life." "How can I, Hattie, when I don't know what to say. I can't guess what I am to do at college." "Oh, dear," sighed Rose, "I only wish I were the one to go! It will be very dull living with Aunt Raby when you are away, Priscilla. She won't let us take long walks, and if ever we go in for a real, jolly lark we are sure to be punished. Oh, dear, oh, dear!" "Even though it is for your good, I wish with all my heart you were not going away, Prissie," said Hattie in her blunt fashion. Katie burst into sudden loud wails. Priscilla colored. Then she spoke with firmness. "We have had enough of this kind of talk. Katie, you shall come and sit in my lap, darling. I'll wrap you up quite warm in this big shawl. Now, girls," she said, "what is the use of making things harder? You know, perfectly, you two elder ones, why I must go away, and you, Katie, you know also, don't you, pet?" |
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