[The Daisy Chain by Charlotte Yonge]@TWC D-Link bookThe Daisy Chain CHAPTER VIII 17/23
"I hope you are not disappointed that I've brought my sister this time instead of the doctor." "No, no, sir; I've done with the doctor for this while," said the old woman, to Ethel's great amusement.
"He have done me a power of good, and thank him for it heartily; but the young lady is right welcome here--but 'tis a dirty walk for her." "Never mind that," said Ethel, a little shyly, "I came--where are your grandchildren ?" "Oh, somewhere out among the blocks.
They gets out with the other children; I can't be always after them." "I wanted to know if these would fit them," said Ethel, beginning to undo her basket. "Well, 'pon my word! If ever I see! Here!" stepping out to the door, "Polly--Jenny! come in, I say, this moment! Come in, ye bad girls, or I'll give you the stick; I'll break every bone of you, that I will!" all which threats were bawled out in such a good-natured, triumphant voice, and with such a delighted air, that Richard and Ethel could not help laughing. After a few moments, Polly and Jenny made their appearance, extremely rough and ragged, but compelled by their grandmother to duck down, by way of courtesies, and, with finger in mouth, they stood, too shy to show their delight, as the garments were unfolded; Granny talking so fast that Ethel would never have brought in the stipulation, that the frocks should be worn to school and church, if Richard, in his mild, but steady way, had not brought the old woman to listen to it.
She was full of asseverations that they should go; she took them to church sometimes herself, when it was fine weather and they had clothes, and they could say their catechiz as well as anybody already; yes, they should come, that they should, and next Sunday.
Ethel promised to be there to introduce them to the chief lady, the president of the Committee, Mrs. Ledwich, and, with a profusion of thanks, they took leave. They found John Taylor, just come out of the hospital, looking weak and ill, as he smoked his pipe over the fire, his wife bustling about at a great rate, and one of the infants crying.
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