. Things will take a turn : a story for children . thing kind to JaneEyre and Robinson Crusoe, for theyll be lonelywithout me. Good-bye, dear. Good-bye, Childie, he answered. I think Ishall be lonely too; so Jane Eyre and RobinsonCrusoe and I will comfort each other. When they had gone—and their departure waswitnessed by Mr. Jones, who stood at his door 68 Things will Take a Turn. waving his hat frantically—when they had gone,grand-dad pulled out that red cotton handkerchief,and removed from his face several curious littletears which were having a race down his thin old cheeks. What should I d
. Things will take a turn : a story for children . thing kind to JaneEyre and Robinson Crusoe, for theyll be lonelywithout me. Good-bye, dear. Good-bye, Childie, he answered. I think Ishall be lonely too; so Jane Eyre and RobinsonCrusoe and I will comfort each other. When they had gone—and their departure waswitnessed by Mr. Jones, who stood at his door 68 Things will Take a Turn. waving his hat frantically—when they had gone,grand-dad pulled out that red cotton handkerchief,and removed from his face several curious littletears which were having a race down his thin old cheeks. What should I do ifshe were to leave mealtogether? he thoughtto himself. I dontthink I should see anybrightness in the sun-shine, or any blue in theheavens. Perhaps you, too, willthink him rather a sillyold man; but you mustremember that Childiewas all in all to him, and that he had learnt to lookupon her as his friend and companion, yes, almostas his little mother. He found her dolls in a corner of the shop. Helifted them up very tenderly, and examined Mr. Dightons Housekeeper. 69 Crusoes squashed arm. He did not knowmuch about medicine, but he dressed the arm aswell as he could; and no doubt Crusoe wouldhave thanked him if he had had a tongue in hismouth. Childie says you are to spend the morningwith me, he said to them solemnly, just as if theywere real persons. He put them both on her stool, which he placednear his own arm-chair; and taking up a learnedbook became deeply engrossed in it, stopping nowand again to have a pinch of that horrid , sorrowful to relate, he forgot all about Childiesinjunction, and he closed his right eye with thesecond finger of his right hand and read with hisleft eye! Meanwhile Rosebud and Mrs. White were creep-ing slowly towards Grosvenor Square. Rosebudherself could have been there and back six timesover; but Mrs. White was not able to get alongvery fast, for she was heavy, and so was thatmantle of hers, and that wonderful bonnet with 70 Thin
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