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Manners, J. Hartley, 1870-1928

"Peg O' My Heart"

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"Begin what?"
"Tryin' to pass people--tooth an' nail. May I study for just one
more hour?"
"Very well. Just an hour."
"Sure that'll be fine" She went to the table and began eagerly to
arrange her books once again.
"Turn off the lights when you've finished," said Mrs. Chichester.
"Yes, aunt. Are you goin' to bed now?"
"I am"
"Everybody in the house goin' to bed--except me?"
"Everybody."
"That's good," said Peg, with a sigh of relief.
"Don't make any noise," admonished the old lady.
"Not a sound, aunt," agreed Peg.
"Good night," and Mrs. Chichester went to the stairs.
"Good night, aunt! Oh! there's somethin' else. I thought perhaps I
would have to be gettin' back home to me father but I had a letther
from him this mornin' an'. it was quite cheerful--so I think--if ye
don't mind--I'd like to stay another month. Can I?"
"We'll talk it over with Mr. Hawkes in the morning," Mrs. Chichester
said coldly and went on up the stairs.
Peg watched her out of sight then jumped up all excitement and
danced around the room. She stopped by the table, locked at the open
books in disgust--with a quick movement swept them off the table.
Then she listened panic-stricken and hurriedly knelt down and picked
them all up again.


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