The Corner House Girls at School
y are known to the readers of the first volume of this series, had occupied the g
rdianship. But when Uncle Peter Stower died and left most of his property to his four nieces, Mr.
on folk (making themselves liked by most of the neighbors),
elves. Now they were very fortunately conditioned, having a beautiful home, plenty of money
Really, she was no relation at all to the Kenway girls, b
oretime owner of the place for many years, too; so he was at home here. And as for Mrs. MacCall, she had come to help Rut
nd her four kittens-Spotty, Almira, Popocatepetl and
t she was no longer obliged to consider the expenditure of each dollar so carefully, the worried look about her big brown eyes, and t
her. She liked fun and was glad of the release from much of her former care.
vely. Dot was Ruth in miniature, a little, fairy-like brunette. Tess, who was ten, had a ve
ay about her? That she laughed easily, cried stormily, was always
s just at dawn, with the birds chirping their first chorus, and not a soul
ream for help would not bring Ruth in time; and it was d
gnes, in crescendo.
Agnes Kenway had ever heard (she admitted t
t! Hang on fo
He had white hair, too; he was a regular tow-head. He was dressed in a shiny black suit that was at least two full sizes too small for hi
re she could say another word. The boy was a s
and stripped off the jacket, too, in a twinkling. It seemed to Agnes as though
f the limb like two black snakes, and seized Agne
s voice; but likewise she felt that there was sufficient s
aired boy swung out, too, but they did not fall as Agnes agoni
swung clear of the tree-he with his head down, and she
manded the whit
ut swayed a little, weakly. The next instant he
Just like that! "Why, you d
scowled and a dusky color came slo
ropping his gaze, and picking up his ca
se acrobats that fly over the heads of the people, and
demanded the bo
tranger was angry. She did not know why, and sh
go to a circus?"
"No!" and Agnes knew it was the truth, for
did we till this summer. Then Mr. Howbridge
you went to?" the
carefully. "There was another came-Twomley & Sorter's He
nswer of some importance. At the end he sighed
ul," Agnes declared. "I
haired boy, and his quick grin made him look suddenly
et a
you g
reach, after all. And
at the high-hung fruit. "If you w
Agnes, giggling. "And you're
n, at once casting cap and
rself. Only to
e boy asked. "You've got a r
ulated Agnes. "Do you
ow," he sai
t!" cried Agnes,
e," said the boy. "Everybody that I me
the truth?" demand
roguishness in his brown eyes. "I d
telling," said Agnes, loftily, deciding that
ired boy, coming back to the-to him-principal subject
know Sandyface couldn't go up that tree any quick
e was in the top of the tree. He seemed to know just how to balance himself, w
before her. The remainder of the fruit he bestowed about his own person, dropping it through the neck of his shirt until the peac
s easily as he had climbed i
sium at the school where you
hool," said the boy
e closely around her, shook her two plaits back over her shoulders, and now sunk her teeth int
. "Breakfast won't be ready f
m on the step. Then he put on his jacket and cap before he accepted her inv
extremely shabby. Jacket and trousers were too small for him, as she had previously observed. His sh
the fruit greedily. Agnes believed he must be very hungry, an
MacCall always gets up at six o'clock. And Ruth will
ng-house?" asked
, n
big en
Agnes. "There are lots
et to stay here?" queri
es. "You-you'd have to ask Rut
sked the boy,
law
he liv
olored man who lived with Uncle Peter who used to own this
u own it?" a
irls-and Aunt Sarah-have the income from it. And we came to live i
ted to?" demanded the white-haired boy,
be-I'd a
flushing again. She could see that he was a v
ool across the Parade Ground there-when it opens. I've already seen the
, "that's the grad
quick, angry flush mounting into his cheeks. "I'm
saw that he was eager to enter school and sympathize
nice teacher," she to
at the upper window an