E. R. Punshon

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E. R. Punshon A Tartar of a Girl (1904)

I explained, "it got so late, dinner would not have been ready unless I had helped."
"You have become very thoughtful all at once," said Mary, suspiciously, "where is Amelia, and had you any trouble with her?"
"She was rather obstinate at first," I remarked loudly, "but she gave in when she saw it was no good."
"Oh," same a soft murmur from the pantry, while Mary remarked approvingly:
"I thought it would be all right if you were firm, though how you have got your self into such a mess, I can't imagine. I missed that train and could not find Cecelia—why!—what—oh, oh!"
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E. R. Punshon A Tartar of a Girl (1904)

I told her I should have thought a girl like her could easily have got a dozen better jobs, and we were getting quite confidential when I heard the front door open and Mary calling me. In a moment or two she appeared at the kitchen door, my companion suddenly disappearing into the pantry.
"Gracious!" said Mary. Then she sat down on a chair with signs of what I considered excessive astonishment. "What—have—you—been doing?" she asked, speaking like a minute-gun.
"I have only been helping Amelia," I replied, meekly, keenly conscious of suppressed giggling from behind.
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E. R. Punshon A Tartar of a Girl (1904)

I added, viciously, "you'll miss that train as sure as fate, and then what will happen to your dear Cecelia?"
Mary shrieked, said I was horrid to frighten her so, collected most of her belongings, felt to make sure she had her purse, gave her hat a final tilt, wondered what she had forgotten, shrieked again as she looked at the clock, and departed with a flutter of skirts and a final injunction not to let Amelia go. "Tell her you'll kill her first," screamed Mary from the garden-gate, and added as an afterthought from the footpath, "Dead!"
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