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A Flock of Girls and Boys

A Flock of Girls and Boys

Author: Nora Perry
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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 2252    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

are coming

e the P

ttle upward lift to her smal

ean to say that you don't

ed, lifted up her n

n to say

lived?" was the nex

York City," answered

of Boston are unknown," cri

es remarked, with a glance at Tilly that plainly expressed a doubt of her den

uld I? What have they done, pray tell

hey are. They are very rich and aristocratic people. Why, t

d until it bumped against the wall of the house with a sounding

ly, I heard

her of the Robsons,-Dora's Cousin Amy;

y. I think we'd better call her 'Crack

,-'Level Head,'" a voice-a

artled surprise. "Who-what!" Then Dora Robson,

do you mean, Willie, by hiding up like that, rig

out here for half an hour or more when y

in a hammock? I didn't know as you could keep sti

anything about it;

me se

ld up t

Jack H

are anything for a book that's fu

s," responded Dora, laugh

sked Will, look

ed Dora, more truthfu

d I guess you don't

Morris! Come here and prove to this conceited,

y Morris, eh?"

the occupant of the hammock; "I think 'Jack Hall' i

sitting posture, as he ejacu

I say

e best books I ever read,-that part about the

tting up still straighter in the hammock,

r Boston's grand folks and do car

went on, "hearing about 'swells' and money. The best fellow I know at school is quite po

ie. Why, you know perfectly well that you b

!" growl

to hear what your cousin F

ried Will, c

nk much of the ol

l of 'em were jolly and generous and independent. There wasn't any sneaking little brag and snobbishness in 'em. They 'd have cut a fellow dead that had come

riously; then with a

n told me how grandly they lived, and she's so pleased that her name

, was a servant-girl in Governor Benning Wentworth's kitchen, and he

t Will with amazeme

queer boy as you are,-to

artha Hilton was a nice girl, though she was poor and had to work in a kitchen. Plenty of nice girl

ement, for Will Wentworth was known to be well up in history; but

but you know perfectly well that you don't

eat deal better than I am in other ways, for all that. In those old days, though, the servan

tworth; but you know where you belong, and when the Pelhams co

he Pe

out the Pelhams in that scornful w

you right, and say that the Pelhams are fas

you say that. Fanny thinks the Wentworths are

ey

n, Will Wentwort

etter than the Wentworths. The Pelhams have got more money and like to spend it in that way,-in being fashionable society

usin Fan

s, and as thick with 'em when they came, whether they were nice or not. If they were ever so nice, she'd snub 'em

sin," spoke up Tilly, with sudden emphasi

elings, for we shall think you mean one of us, and you can't mean that, Tilly dear,"-the wheedling tone taking on a dr

-mindedness," retorted Till

New York to find such dreadful faults in nice, primmy New England. The very dogs here are a

ed Tilly, pointing to a handsome collie, who was vigorously giving voi

but Agnes Brendon, who could never see a joke, looked disgust

dog i

table," answered Will Wentworth, "and its name

imed Agnes. "It suits the dog, thou

at that horrid wo

a panic, screamin

h off the smallest of smal

in the other hammock. I just saw her,

oubling herself to lower her voice. "You needn't have f

g "Jack Hall" under his arm, was up and off, giving a sidelong look as he went at the other hammock, which, though only a few rods away, was half hidden by the

must have heard everyt

ned her, until Agnes began about the yellow d

the Pelhams,-how do we kno

ried Dora and Am

we know?" r

ffy old woman, acquainted with the Pelhams! Oh, Will, if A

houldn't she and the stuffy old woman, as you call her, know the Pelhams? She

ow. She wears the plainest sort of dresses,-just little straight up and down frocks of brown or drab, or those white cambric things,-they are more like baby-slips than anything; and her h

und half under his breath,

e of the Pelh

like Agnes,-in the height of the fash

. We wear what all girls of our age-girls who are almost youn

ere's such a lot of us at home that the money gives out before

rk, while Will, eying the three with an attempt at a critical estimate, though

ew how it would be received; he knew that the three would laug

ggested the talk, that girl who sat at the corner table in the dining room a

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