This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 Excerpt: ...did you turn 'em out for, then?" she requested, sharply. "What did you buy 'em up for? Why did you go and take all the things she cared for?" Before the appalling suddenness and fierceness of this attack I gave way. I did njt show to advantage; I was wordless. "Took her garden, too, you did. Oo--did n't I see her ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 Excerpt: ...did you turn 'em out for, then?" she requested, sharply. "What did you buy 'em up for? Why did you go and take all the things she cared for?" Before the appalling suddenness and fierceness of this attack I gave way. I did njt show to advantage; I was wordless. "Took her garden, too, you did. Oo--did n't I see her crying about it? I don't want your old half-crown." She thrust it into my hand. "I don't want it; I would n't touch it. It's no good your being sorry. You done it now. Too late! I should think it was too late." Her anger grew, and her eyes flashed lightning. "' Earnestly wishes to be remembered'! As if people would forget, after all You done to them! She don't forget: you need n't worry about that." "Billy" "Don't you Billy me! I hate you, hate you! You with a house of your own, too. And a garden." She was back to the door, and tore it open. "That's my garden, and I don't drive people out of it." "Until to-day, Billy," I told her quietly. Her flame of wrath died down as hastily as it had risen, leaving her pale and trembling. "You are being as unkind to me as you think I have been unkind to--" A cruel suspicion stabbed me. "Did Honesty tell you all this? Did she think it?" "She never said anything, of course. Why should she? She never thinks only good of every one, no matter what they does. She's the nicest, kindest, truest, best person in the whole world; and--and--" Billy was quite comma-less once more, while signs were showing that the storm would end as storms generally do. "And she's gone!" suddenly and loudly wailed the poor little pig-tail, breaking down. "She's gug-gug-gone" CHAPTER XIX I Went away from No. ...
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