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Quiller-Couch, Mabel, 1866-1924

"Dick and Brownie"

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"Would they recognise him--so far from where they lost him?"
"Oh yes, ma'am, and he'd know them and Charlie, and he'd be sure to
run up to speak to Charlie."
"Very well; you leave Dick here with me. I'll be glad to have him
for company while you're gone; you'd better start before the day gets
any hotter. Tell Miss Rose, that if she can spare the time, and it
isn't very inconvenient I'd be very much obliged if she could come to
see me to-day. You'll remember, won't you?"
"Yes, ma'am, I'll tell her you'm bad in bed."
"I wish," began Mrs. Perry, then hesitated, her eyes glancing over
the shabby little maiden standing by her bedside. "I wish you
weren't quite so--I wish you were a little tidier."
Huldah flushed under her glance. "My face and hands is clean," she
said, shyly, "and I'll put the sweeping-brush over my hair--"
Mrs. Perry smiled, in spite of herself. "No, don't do that, child;
take and use that one over there by the looking-glass; but 'twas your
frock I was thinking about, and your apron is too ragged and dirty to
see a lady in. I don't suppose you could wear one of mine--it'd be
too long, wouldn't it?"
"I'm 'fraid it would, ma'am, but I'll try, if you like."
"There's one there on the chair by the door; hold it up against you,
and let me see how it looks.


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