The Children's Pilgrimage by L. T. Meade
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yere, little un. Ha'n't you no other friends as I could take you to?
I will, and charge no fare. There! I'll be generous for the sake of that pretty little face." But Cecile only shook her head. "We don't know nobody, thank you, Cabby" she said, "except one girl, and I never learned where her home was. We may meet her if we walk about, and I want very badly, very badly, indeed, to see her again." "Well, my dear, I'm feared as I must leave you, though I don't like to." "Oh, yes! and thank you for the drive." Here Cecile held out her little hand to the big rough cabby, and Maurice instantly followed her example; but Toby, who in his heart of hearts saw no reason for this excessive friendliness, stood by without allowing his tail to move a quarter of an inch. Then the little party turned the corner and were lost to view. "They aren't at all snug quarters, Cecile," said Maurice, in a complaining tone. "Oh, darling!" answered Cecile, "they aren't so bad. See, the sun is coming out, and it will be quite pleasant to walk, and we're back in London again. We know London, you must not forget, Maurice. And, Maurice, me and you have got to be very brave now. We have a great, great deal before us. We have got something very difficult but very splendid to do. We have got to be very brave, Maurice, and we must not forget that we are a little French boy and girl, and not disgrace |
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