Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. Wiggin Kate Douglas Smith

Чтение книги онлайн.

Читать онлайн книгу Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm - Wiggin Kate Douglas Smith страница 13

Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm - Wiggin Kate Douglas Smith

Скачать книгу

the woodsy bit. Seesaw was not with them, so she hastened her steps in order to secure company on her homeward walk. They were speedily lost to view, but when she had almost overtaken them she heard, in the trees beyond, Minnie Smellie's voice lifted high in song, and the sound of a child's sobbing. Clara Belle, Susan, and the twins were running along the path, and Minnie was dancing up and down, shrieking:—

      "'What made the sleigh love Simpson so?'

         The eager children cried;

      'Why Simpson loved the sleigh, you know,'

         The teacher quick replied."

      The last glimpse of the routed Simpson tribe, and the last futter of their tattered garments, disappeared in the dim distance. The fall of one small stone cast by the valiant Elijah, known as "the fighting twin," did break the stillness of the woods for a moment, but it did not come within a hundred yards of Minnie, who shouted "Jail Birds" at the top of her lungs and then turned, with an agreeable feeling of excitement, to meet Rebecca, standing perfectly still in the path, with a day of reckoning plainly set forth in her blazing eyes.

      Minnie's face was not pleasant to see, for a coward detected at the moment of wrongdoing is not an object of delight.

      "Minnie Smellie, if ever—I—catch—you—singing—that—to the Simpsons again—do you know what I'll do?" asked Rebecca in a tone of concentrated rage.

      "I don't know and I don't care," said Minnie jauntily, though her looks belied her.

      "I'll take that piece of coral away from you, and I THINK I shall slap you besides!"

      "You wouldn't darst," retorted Minnie. "If you do, I'll tell my mother and the teacher, so there!"

      "I don't care if you tell your mother, my mother, and all your relations, and the president," said Rebecca, gaining courage as the noble words fell from her lips. "I don't care if you tell the town, the whole of York county, the state of Maine and—and the nation!" she finished grandiloquently. "Now you run home and remember what I say. If you do it again, and especially if you say 'Jail Birds,' if I think it's right and my duty, I shall punish you somehow."

      Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.

      Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».

      Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.

      Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.

/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAQEASABIAAD/2wBDAAMCAgMCAgMDAwMEAwMEBQgFBQQEBQoHBwYIDAoMDAsKCwsNDhIQDQ4RDgsLEBYQERMUFRUVDA8XGBYUGBIUFRT/2wBDAQMEBAUEBQkFBQkUDQsNFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBT/wgARCAeoBXgDAREAAhEBAxEB/8QAHAABAQEAAwEBAQAAAAAAAAAAAQACBgcIBQQD/8QAGwEBAQADAQEBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAECBAUDBgf/2gAMAwEAAhADEAAAAeK8H9UZYLFQiSVhWTNMRFVEKljAREQma1KgCIrEZTcyLFRFQEhAQEiIVyiRESiJERCuUVEiITUykKkCXUFCIylBqURJawioJNTIKyIZSyGCqKpA1

Скачать книгу