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Wells, Carolyn, 1862-1942

"Patty's Butterfly Days"


"So far, so good," said Patty. "But now to get the O'Brien.
Suppose she won't come?"
"Don't borrow trouble, Apple Blossom. Let's suppose she WILL come,
and meanwhile let's enjoy our ride. It was dear of you to ask me
to come with you."
"Well, you see, I didn't know but it might require force to
persuade a cook to go back with us, and,--and you're so big, you
know."
"Then I'm glad I'm so big, since brawn and strength win favour in
my lady's sight."
"You ARE strong, aren't you?" and Patty looked at the giant beside
her. "I think," she went on slowly, "your strength must be as the
strength of ten."
"I hope so," and Farnsworth's voice took or a graver note, "and
for the right reason."
Just then they came in sight of the Cartwright place.
"Good gracious!" cried Patty, as they drove in. "Here are four
thousand dogs coming to meet us!"
Patty's estimate of their number was extravagant, but there WERE
five or six dogs, and they were large and full-lunged specimens of
their kind.
"I'm frightened," said Patty. "They're watchdogs, you know, turned
loose because the people are away. Don't get out, Billee, they'll
bit you! They're bloodhounds, I'm sure!"
"Then I'll play I'm Eliza crossing the ice, and you can sit here
and be Little Eva.


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