Excerpt: ...and hadn't told him. "Guess something else." "I can't think what it is," said Frick, sitting down on the curbstone to become lost in thought-an example to be speedily followed by all the boys, till finally there was a dismal row of them, without a thought remaining of having the expedition on the pond, since Joel Pepper wouldn't come ...
Excerpt: ...and hadn't told him. "Guess something else." "I can't think what it is," said Frick, sitting down on the curbstone to become lost in thought-an example to be speedily followed by all the boys, till finally there was a dismal row of them, without a thought remaining of having the expedition on the pond, since Joel Pepper wouldn't come with them. XV UP IN ALEXIA'S PRETTY ROOM Polly was having a bad half-hour with herself, despite all the attractions up in Alexia's pretty room. "It's no use," she cried, throwing down the little brush with which she was whisking off the dainty bureau-cover. The girls were "setting up" the various adornments that were plentifully strewn about, an occupation that Polly dearly loved, and that Alexia as dearly hated. "I must go home." Alexia, down on her knees, with her head in the closet, grumbling over the shoe bag, whose contents were in a chronic state of overflow, pulled it out suddenly. "Why, Polly Pepper!" she exclaimed, in an injured tone. One eye was draped by a cobweb, gained by diving into the closet's extreme corner after a missing slipper, gone for some weeks; and in other ways Alexia's face presented a very unprepossessing appearance. "You said you'd help me with my room this morning." "Oh, yes, I know," said Polly hurriedly, and running over to Alexia; "but you'll let me off, won't you?-for I've something on my mind. Oh, dear me!" Alexia hopped up to her feet, the slipper flying off at a tangent, and ran all around Polly Pepper, gazing at her anxiously. "I don't see anything. Oh, what is it?" she cried. "You see, the boys wanted to find Joel, and I-" began Polly, twisting her fingers. "Bother the boys!" exclaimed Alexia, interrupting. "Is that all? They are everlastingly wanting to find Joel. Well"-with a sigh of relief-"we can go back to work again. Why, I must say, Polly, you scared me 'most to death. Oh, dear me! I wish I had let Norah sweep this old closet when she does the room. It's dirty as...
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