The little lady of the horse . Y-soul -I-de-c 1 a r e! youhere ? Dont yeknow Madamdont low nobody totetch her books ?almost shouted Re-solved Tubbs, en-tering the libraryon the morningfollowing arrival,and, early as thehour was, findingthe place already occupied by Steenie. Sprawl-ing flat upon the hearth-rug, and supporting her-self upon her elbows, she turned the leaves of arichly illustrated folio, while piles of other vol-umes were heaped about her, in careless dis-regard of injured bindings. She did not heed,because she did not hear, the reproof ; for atthat moment her childish
The little lady of the horse . Y-soul -I-de-c 1 a r e! youhere ? Dont yeknow Madamdont low nobody totetch her books ?almost shouted Re-solved Tubbs, en-tering the libraryon the morningfollowing arrival,and, early as thehour was, findingthe place already occupied by Steenie. Sprawl-ing flat upon the hearth-rug, and supporting her-self upon her elbows, she turned the leaves of arichly illustrated folio, while piles of other vol-umes were heaped about her, in careless dis-regard of injured bindings. She did not heed,because she did not hear, the reproof ; for atthat moment her childish soul was deep in the. STEENIE READING. 82 THE LITTLE LADY OF THE HOKSE. Inferno/* following the poets dark imagingsby the aid of Dores darker pencillings. Shehad had the handling of few books in her shortlife, but she * took to them as naturally as didher stately grandmother, whose quiet existencefor many years had been among them almostwholly. Dont you hear, sissy ? You must nt tetchem, I tell ye! Git up, quick ! I — I dunnowhat on airth she d say if she was ter comein this minute ! What, sir? asked Steenie, absently, liftinga face white with horror, is it true ? True as the gospel; you d better look out! Is it near here, — near this very Old Knolls-boro town ? Hm-m! I vum I never see nothin like ye!I do blieve ye aint right bright! Is it ? again demanded the child, obliviousto any personal remarks. I dunno nothin bout printed trash, an youhaint no call to, nuther. But you 11 hear sunthinat 11 make yer ears buzz if you dont put thembooks right square back where ye got em! Iaint a goin ter wait on ye,
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