Little Prudy's Dotty Dimple by Sophie [pseud.] May
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yet! Quick! quick! quick!"
Dotty, who had only waited to be spoken to the second time, now ran in such haste that she stumbled on the piazza steps; but, nothing daunted, jumped up and went on, delighted to know that this time something had probably happened. She startled her mother, and called her away from her toilet, with the sudden cry that the boys and pony were 'most killed. At the same time she had the pleasure of throwing Prudy into a panic,--dear little Prudy, who had been for the last five minutes searching her treasures in the hope of finding some toy which would replace Susy's teapot. Prudy and Dotty appeared at the gate in a very brief space; Prudy with her mouth in the shape of the letter O, and Mrs. Parlin not far off, in the act of fastening her breastpin. "Well, boys, what is it?" said the good lady, smiling. "I hardly think anything very serious has happened, either to you or the pony." "_You_ tell," said Eddy to Charley; "I _dassn't_. The blacksmith's man may be mad if I do. But he's abused this hoss, though," continued Eddy, not waiting to let Charley speak for him; "he's abused him awfully! It's right up and down mean; and three of us boys seen him!" Susy clasped her hands, and performed a "stamp-act" on the pavement. "See there," said Eddy, pointing triumphantly to Wings' left hind leg; "see that--will you?" |
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