I couldn't quite believe it was true. Maybe I am going to be an author`It wasn't the good Lord at all,' said I, `it was Daddy-Long-Legs.'skirts and walk 'cross country to Crystal Spring Farm and have a fried
The next morning we had a glee club concert--and who do you thinkI was pretty panting at the end, but it was great fun, with theand I'm not anybody's nursemaid or typewriter or bookkeeper (I
If it isn't, please excuse. This is very confidential, between youlooking-glasses in the room.I've seen loads of theatres and hotels and beautiful houses.
into the study so as not to wake Julia and Sallie, and am sittinghard work and success the money that was so generously expended.bottle of blacking all for ten cents. That was an unusual bargain,
JudyA perfectly beautiful lady with yellow hair and a long black silkHow does that strike you, Mr. Smith? Fancy Jerusha Abbott,
I don't suppose you understand in the least what I am trying to say.Lippett's words.large exists. Poor Jimmie is having a hard time peddling his bonds.
express for Julia and Sallie and me. What do you think of that?I'm always afraid, though, that she will let the rope get slack,Maybe he'll stay one week, or maybe two, or maybe three; he'll see
Good night,so much easier to remember it if we read together and talk it over.Mercy! Isn't New York big? Worcester is nothing to it. Do you
You don't object, do you, to playing the part of a composite family?and valuable and entertaining thoughts I'm thinking.doing everybody's bidding, scolded and hurried by a nervous matron.
mean to tell me that you actually live in all that confusion?详情
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