Helen of the Old House by Harold Bell Wright
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have the car here in an hour--thank ye, Miss."
A moment later the young woman saw her car stop beside the wondering children. With all his high-salaried dignity the chauffeur left the wheel and opened the door as if for royalty itself. The children stood as if petrified with wonder, although the boy was still a trifle belligerent and suspicious. In his best manner the chauffeur announced, "Miss Ward's compliments, Sir and Miss, an' she has ordered me to place her automobile at yer disposal if ye would be so minded as to go for a bit of a pleasure ride." "Oh!" gulped little Maggie. "Aw, what are yer givin' us!" said Bobby. The man's voice changed, but his manner was unaltered. "'Tis the truth I'm a-tellin' ye, kids, wid the lady herself back there a-watchin' to see that I carry out her orders. So hop in, quick, and don't keep her a-waitin'." "Gee!" exclaimed the boy. Maggie looked at her brother doubtfully. "Dast we, Bobby? Dast we?" "Dast we!--Huh! Who's afraid? I'll say we dast." Another second and they were in the car. The chauffeur gravely touched |
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