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?©, Lyda Farrington

"We Ten Or, The Story of the Roses"

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"It has been a great day for me," said Fee, slowly. "I don't mind
telling you people, now, that that disappointment in the fall took the
heart and interest all out of my studies; but now"--he straightened
himself up, and his voice rang out--"_now_ I have hope again, and
courage, and you'll see what I can do. Thanks don't express my
feelings; I'm more than thankful to aunt Lindsay!"
"So 'm I," I piped up, and I meant that; I was beginning to feel better
about it.
"Thankful, more thankful, most thankful," Phil said, pointing his finger
at Nora, then at me, then at Felix; "and here am I, the 'thankfullest'
of all."
There was a break in his voice that surprised us; and to cover it up, he
began some more of his nonsense. "High time for us--the _pater's_ little
infants--to be a-bed," he said, laughing. "Come, Mr. Boffin, make your
adieux and prepare to leave
"'The gay, the gay and festive scene;
The halls, the halls of dazzling light.'"
And suddenly, catching Fee in his arms, he ran lightly up the stairs
with him, calling back to us: "'Good-night, ladies! good-night, ladies!
good-night, ladies! I'm going to leave you now!'"


XVIII.


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