[Prudy Keeping House by Sophie May]@TWC D-Link bookPrudy Keeping House CHAPTER VII 8/11
You said there were bulls and bears growling all the way along; but there wasn't a single bear, only a stuffed one sitting on top of a store, and he wasn't alive, and not on this street either." Here Prudy gave her sister's little finger a squeeze, which was meant for "hush;" but Dotty never could understand why it was not proper at all times to say what she had on her mind, especially when people listened so politely as this Polish lady. "Mrs .-- Mrs.Pragoff-yetski, I hope you'll excuse me, but I can't remember your name." "That is it; you have it exactly; but never mind about the last part, my love.
Pragoff is enough." "Yes'm .-- Well, I was going to ask you, Mrs.Yetski, will you please sit between me and Fly when we go into church? O, you don't know how funny she acts, or you never'd dare take her.
I wouldn't laugh in church for anything in this world; but Fly always makes me." "Does she, indeed! Ah me, that is very unfortunate!" said the queenly lady, looking down on little Miss Toddlekins as if she were actually afraid of her.
She took care to put Dotty out of harm's way, by placing the untamable Fly between Horace and Prudy. The interior of Trinity Church was so magnificent, the Christmas decorations so fresh and beautiful, and the service so imposing, that no one thought of such a thing as smiling. "How could I have been so impatient, yesterday ?" thought Prudy, as she listened to the plaintive chant, "He was a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief." "Why, if you only think of that, how our Saviour had trouble every minute, it doesn't seem as if it makes so much difference whether we people and children have a good time or not." Here, as they were about to seat themselves at the close of the chant, Fly, who, in spite of her brother's warnings, had been tilting back and forth on a stool, suddenly tipped forward, and hit her nose furiously. Blood flowed from the wound; and the sight of it, together with the pain, made the child frantic.
She forgot where she was and screamed. Poor Mrs.Pragoffyetski! Though a good woman in the main, she was rather proud of appearances, and had just been thinking the four children did her credit.
<<Back Index Next>> D-Link book Top TWC mobile books
|