. Five little Peppers grown up, a sequel to Five little Peppers midway . Oli, I shall die ! Thehall is full, and they keep coming in. Oh —Miss Pepper ! For Polly, in her soft white gown, was com-ing quickly into the dressing-room. Your hands are just as cold as ice, saidPolly, gathering up Amys shaking little palmsinto her own. There now, well see if wecant coax them into playing order, rubbingthem between her own warm ones. Oh, I can feel all those peoples eyes star-ing through me, cried Amy, huddling upagainst Polly. You mustnt think of their eyes, child,laughed Polly. But there was a little
. Five little Peppers grown up, a sequel to Five little Peppers midway . Oli, I shall die ! Thehall is full, and they keep coming in. Oh —Miss Pepper ! For Polly, in her soft white gown, was com-ing quickly into the dressing-room. Your hands are just as cold as ice, saidPolly, gathering up Amys shaking little palmsinto her own. There now, well see if wecant coax them into playing order, rubbingthem between her own warm ones. Oh, I can feel all those peoples eyes star-ing through me, cried Amy, huddling upagainst Polly. You mustnt think of their eyes, child,laughed Polly. But there was a little whiteline around her mouth. Just then a messengercame in with a note. Any answer ? asked Polly. Oh, stay ; I would better read it before you go. And she tore it open. I am so sorry that I cannot keep my engagementto play the cluet with Miss Porter, but the doctorhas just been here, and he says I must not go out. Ishould have written this morning that I had a sorethroat, but I thought I could manage to go. Im sosorry — oh, Miss Pepper, Pm so sorry! Julia Ill not simg a note! THE NEW YORKPUBLIC LIBRARY ASTO- 208 The note fell to Pollys lap, and for a minuteshe could not speak. There is no answer,at last she said to the messenger. Oh, Miss Pepper, what is it? cried AmyLonghead, brought out of her own fright, bythe dread of a new trouble. Julia Anderson is sick and cannot be here,said Polly. Oh, dear ! and she was going to play witliMiss Porter. What will you do ? cried Amyin consternation. Why, I shall have to take her place, saidPolly, forcing herself to speak. Oh, dear — dear ! exclaimed Amy, tryingnot to burst into tears. Everything is just asbad and horrid as it can be. Oh, dear, dear,and I cant play ; I should disgrace you I Oh, no, no. Amy, said Polly, trying tosmile, that youll never do. She threw thenote on the floor now, and began to rub thecold little hands again. But — but, Pm so frightened, gaspedAmy. Charlotte Chatterton walked to the window. 1 may
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