Light O' the Morning by L. T. Meade
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will come over and go with me--won't you?"
"Oh! I wish I could." "But why can't you? Don't let us worry about fathers and mothers. We're a pair of girls, and must have our own larks. There's Neil and there's Mike; they will get the boat all ready, and we can start off for the cave just when the tide is high; we can only get in then. We'll run the boat in as far as it will go, and we'll see what we'll see. You will come--won't you, Nora?" "I should like it of all things in the world," said Nora. "Well, why not? You can come over tomorrow afternoon, and stay the night here. Just say that I have asked you." "But mother does not much like my sleeping out." "You mean that she does not like you to sleep at the house of the wild Murphys--that's what you mean, Nora. Then, get away; I don't want to force my company on you. I am as good as any other girl in Ireland; I have the blood of the old Irish kings in my veins; but if you are too proud to come, why----" "I am not, and you know it," said Nora; "but mother is an Englishwoman, and she thinks we are all a little rough, you and I into the bargain. All the same, I'll come to-morrow. I do want to explore that cave. Yes, I'll come if you give me a proper invitation before mother." "Oh, mercy me!" said the girl, "must I go back to the house? I am so |
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