"
"I never thought of that. Get back, Rosie!" Mrs. Gibbons made effort
to catch her little daughter, but this time the child wriggled down
from the foot of the bed and came toward me, hands behind her back,
and stared up into my face.
"Whatcha name?"
I told her and asked hers, and without further preliminaries she came
close to me and hunched her shoulders to be taken in my lap.
"We've got to go--we're bound to go, Miss Dandridge!" With a leap
Bettina was out of her chair, and, catching the little girl by the
hand, she drew her from me and dangled in front of her a
once-silvered mesh-bag, took from it a penny, and gave it to her;
then she turned to Mrs. Gibbons.
"We're awful glad we've seen you." Bettina nodded gravely to the
woman on the bed. "And of course we won't tell anybody about Jimmy
not being twelve yet; but Miss Heath wants him to go back to school,
and she's coming to see you soon about it. We've got to go now."
In a manner I could not understand, Bettina, who had gotten up and
was now standing behind Mrs. Gibbons, beckoned to me mysteriously,
and, fearing the latter might become aware of her violent movements,
I, too, got up and shook hands with my hostess.
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