[Prudy Keeping House by Sophie May]@TWC D-Link bookPrudy Keeping House CHAPTER VII 2/11
In the first place, the bed was too warm.
Mrs.Fixfax had rolled Fly into a big bundle, with nothing out but the end of her nose, and was toasting her with soapstones. "Buried alive," Horace said, "with gravestones at her head and feet." "I'm all of a _personation_," gasped the child.
"My mamma never did me so, Hollis.
She gave me little tinty tonty pills,--sugar clear through,--not the big ones Miss Fixfix eats." "Well, lie still, Topknot, and don't roll towards me." For an hour or two Fly lay gasping; then she said, softly,-- "Hollis, Hollis, is He looking now ?" "Yes, dear; but don't be afraid of the good God." "I didn't, Hollis, if I wasn't naughty.
When I'm good I'm willin' He should look." "Naughty, Topknot ?" "Yes, Hollis; I _solomon_ promised I wouldn't go ou' doors; but that new Miss Fixfix, she let me gwout, athout nuffin on my head, 'n' I got a awful cold." "O, little Fly!" "I know it, Hollis.
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