Janice Meredith by Paul Leicester Ford
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"Thy waist is at least two inches smaller than hers, when 't is properly laced." "But I have red cheeks," moaned Janice," and, oh, Tibbie, at times I have such an appetite!" "Oh, Jan! so have I," confided Miss Drinker in the lowest of whispers, as if fearing even the walls. "Sometimes when the men are round, I'd eat twice as much but for the fear they 'd think me coarse and--" "Gemini, yes!" assented Janice, when the speaker paused. "Many and many 's the time I've wanted more. But 't is all right as long as the men don't know that we do." "Here 's the sleigh," interrupted Tabitha, going to the door. "Come out quickly, while thy father is having the stirrup cup, and I'll ask him about Thalia." "Oh, will you?" joyfully cried Janice. "Tibbie, you're a--" Miss Meredith's speech was stopped by the two coming within hearing of the redemptioner, who promptly removed his cap. "'T will be good to have you back at Greenwood, Miss Janice," he said with a bow. "How gracefully he does it!" whispered Tabitha, as they approached the sleigh. Then aloud she asked, "Charles, wilt tell me who--who--who was chosen captain of the 'Invincibles'?" |
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