Summary

Madeline Leslie Bertie and the Gardeners; or, The Way to be Happy

At this moment his eye rested on the handsome new edifice at Woodlawn; and he added with an impressive gesture, "no, not for the Squire's new house. I'd rather starve again and have mammy push me down stairs or anything rather than go sneaking round hiding behind the walls, and feeling so ashamed to look any body in the face. [Pg 80] No, no, I'll stick to the new Patrick, as Mrs. Taylor tells about, let what will come, I'll never lie to Bertie, and go back to my old ways."
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Madeline Leslie Bertie and the Gardeners; or, The Way to be Happy

Taylor answered for the rest:
"Don't talk of thanking us for wanting to preserve one of God's greatest blessings to us. Oxford would be a sorry place enough without our dear ones at Woodlawn. No, my friends, we all feel that you belong to us, from the Squire down to the tiny babes in the cradle. We're thankful you didn't need our aid to-night to put out the fire; yet if you ever do, there isn't a man, [Pg 162] woman or child in Oxford, but would be proud to render it, for there isn't one who hasn't received some good at your hands."
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Madeline Leslie Bertie and the Gardeners; or, The Way to be Happy

He hesitated a moment but catching a glimpse of Bertie's anxious face, he turned back suddenly, and took down the stocking from the hook.
Putting his hand cautiously into the top, as if he were afraid of being bitten, at which the children shouted with laughter, he pulled forth a nicely rolled package, the outside of which he most carefully examined with his fingers.
"Very fine!" he exclaimed, with [Pg 120] a quick glance at his wife. "It is a doughnut, I presume."
"Doughnuts are not to be despised when they are given to express affection," she answered, gravely.
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