Timothy Crump's Ward - A Story of American Life by Horatio Alger
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open when the nurse sprang forward, and seizing her by the arm,
dragged her rudely back. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" she demanded, roughly. "Back to father and mother," said Ida, bursting into tears. "Oh, why did you carry me away?" "I'll tell you why," answered Dick, jocularly. "You see, Ida, we ain't got any little girl to love us, and so we got you." "But I don't love you, and I never shall," said Ida, indignantly. "Now don't you go to saying that," said Dick. "You'll break my heart, you will, and then Peg will be a widow." To give effect to this pathetic speech, Dick drew out a tattered red handkerchief, and made a great demonstration of wiping his eyes. The whole scene was so ludicrous that Ida, despite her fears and disgust, could not help laughing hysterically. She recovered herself instantly, and said, imploringly, "Oh, do let me go, and father will pay you; I'm sure he will." "You really think he would?" said Dick. "Oh, yes; and you'll tell her to carry me back, won't you?" "No, he won't tell me any such thing," said Peg, gruffly; "and if he did, I wouldn't do it; so you might as well give up all thoughts of |
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