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Meade, L. T., 1854-1914

"The Palace Beautiful A Story for Girls"

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"I didn't know you was here, missie; it was very cunning of you to
feign sleep like that--it was very cunning and over sharp, but it
don't come round me. No, no; you has got to speak up now, and say what
you has seen, and what you hasn't seen. I allow of no nonsense with
little girls, and I can always see through them when they mean to tell
a lie. You know where the children who tell lies go to, so you'd
better speak up, and the whole truth, missie." Dove spoke in a very
rough voice, and poor Daisy felt terribly frightened.
"I didn't see anything," she began, in her innocent way. "I was fast,
fast asleep. I thought you were Jasmine--Jasmine should have been back
long ago. I have a bad cold, and I was trying to pass the time by
going to sleep. I haven't seen anything, Mr. Dove."
"Let me look into your eyes, miss," said Dove; "open them wide, and
let me look well into them."
"Oh! you frighten me, Mr. Dove," said Daisy, beginning to cry. "I was
very lonely, and I'd have liked you to come up half an hour ago; but
you look so queer now, and you speak in such a rough voiced--what is
the matter? Perhaps you were bringing up some of those books for
Jasmine.


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