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Five Little Peppers Midway by Margaret Sidney
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"Oh, my, and Oh, my!" cried Mrs. Chatterton, holding up her hands, "to
think that you can so demean yourself; why, she's actually mussing your
shirt-front with her dirty little hands!"

"Phronsie Pepper's hands are never dirty, Madam," said the old gentleman
gravely. "Sit still, child," as Phronsie in a state of alarm struggled
to slip down from his lap, thrusting the two members thus referred to,
well out before her.

Mrs. Chatterton burst into a loud laugh. "To think I have come to see
Horatio King in such a state! Jasper Horatio King!" she repeated
scornfully. "I heard about it through the Bascombs' letters, but I
wouldn't believe it till I used my eyes. It's positively dreadful!"

Mr. King put back his head and laughed also; so heartily, that Phronsie
ceased to struggle, and turned to regard him in silent astonishment; and
Mrs. Whitney, charmed that the rage usually produced by conversation
with Cousin Algernon's wife was not forthcoming, began to laugh, too, so
that the amusement of the tall lady was quenched in the general
hilarity.

"What you can find in my words to cause such an unseemly outburst, I
cannot see," she cried in a passion.

"I'm under the impression that you led off the amusement yourself," said
Mr. King, wiping his eyes. "Phronsie, it's all very funny, isn't it?"
looking down into the little wondering face.

"Is it really funny?" asked Phronsie. "Does the lady like it?"
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