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Rosemary

Chapter 9 WHEN PATIENCE SLIPS

Word Count: 2149    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

worms again, I'll-I'll-" words apparen

edge lightly and ran diagonally across t

and he flashed a pocket light that revealed to the as

sped her brother. "Have yo

en dumping the can out every night. And if she

fically. "Let's get the hang of this; why

to be jabbed with

d Jack scornfully. "Worms h

worms you can't catch fishes," stormed

ashed Jack, taking

er brother. He put his arm about her and fou

ly. "There is no use in rousing the whole nei

door of the house noiselessly and depositing her in a large arm chair in the off

he knew, had a horror of being "fussed over" and he did not dare pet her though

ent to bed," said Sarah. "That's all. He doe

ked the doctor curiously, "and how could you come down stairs

semary always comes in to see that our light is out before she goes to bed. But after nine o'clock I sta

re Rosemary came in to look at yo

blocks under my back so I couldn't. And when I got up I sat on t

n't you afraid Aunt Trudy would come in and find yo

actly. "And Aunt Trudy never comes to see if

nd you mustn't touch what belongs to him. And, also, you can't go about making people think as you do. If you don't believe in fishing, all right; you are at perfect liberty not to fish. But you have no call to try to stop other people from fishing. Jack may not approve of the way you keep y

ught a fe

nasty things, anyway, Hugh. I had to pick some of them out

brother cheerfully. "And now it is aft

ed into her room. She was always chary of caresses and her mother dec

l the pleasant effect of wide lawns and old shade trees could counteract the hot, humid nights and the blazing, parched days. An occasional thunder shower did its best to bring comfor

doors behind you," remarked Doctor Hugh one morning at the breakfast table

his cup of coffee with an emphasis that t

th her. She won't let me use the fly-batter at all and why? Because it is cruel to ki

y picture silhouetted against the light of the window behind her. The warm weather had reconciled Rosemary to the loss of her h

eep the screens closed, Winnie, and kill any flies that get in. Sar

able leg to the peril of her

le in another minute," her brother warned he

dead," said Sarah, her voi

r dish. The telephone bell saved her, as far as Doctor Hugh was concerned, and when he came back to tell Rosemary that he would not be home till

hat's the tenth clean runner we've had on the table this week. If we were using table clot

is morning?" asked Rosemary, on her way t

ristic candor. "It's too hot. Let 'em air t

in the sand-box," said Shirley. "Yo

rown on Shirley's pretty forehead. "Don't be so cranky, darling.

g to do with the old sand-box," and she departed to sit in the swing and

ch and had just begun to make her

d tell them to play quietly, Rosemary. And I wish you wouldn't practise this morning, dearie; my head is splitting and the pia

tle lump in her throat. Mother had loved to hear her practise and had liked to sit on summer mornings in a chair close by, sewing and listening. Mother was an accomplished musician and she knew and noted her little daughter'

e bathroom and discovering Rosemary wearily putting the bedrooms to rights. "I've burned my finger on that silly hot wa

r. Mertz," said R

g to get any help from her. And Miss Trudy wants ice-water every minute of the day and if I don't get it for her she comes out to the refrige

athetically, but she was warm and tired and if Winnie would only go perhaps she could finish the rooms i

re going to have for lunch is tomato salad and bread and butter. If any one doesn't like it, they

or's to play and Winnie announced that she intended to take a nap. So there was no one to answer the bells except Rosemary. By the time she had jumped up to be asked "Is this the grocery store?" once or twice, had admitted the butcher b

e practise hour was about over (not allowing for time wasted,

g around on the piano bench. "I'm tired of always be

y burst i

ght to speak to me li

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