We'll take her right to the
kitchen, where she can get warm,' Mrs. Tracy said, as she met her
husband in the hall, with Harold and the mite of a creature wrapped in
the foreign looking cloak and hood.
'No, Dolly!' and Frank spoke very decidedly, as Harold was turning in
the direction of the kitchen. 'She is going to the nursery, with the
other children, and when they have their dinner she shall have hers with
them.'
'Ess, 'ess, 'ess,' Jerry said, as if she comprehended that there was a
difference of opinion between the man and woman, and that she was on the
affirmative side.
'Take her to the nursery! Oh, Frank! she may have something about her
which the children will catch,' Mrs. Tracy said, blocking the way as she
spoke.
But Jerry, who through the half-open door had caught sight of the pretty
sitting-room, with its warm carpet and curtains, and cheerful fire,
shook her head defiantly at the lady, and brushing past her, went boldly
into the room, whose brightness had attracted her.
Marching up to the fire, she stood upon the rug and looked about her
with evident satisfaction; then glancing at the three who were watching
her, she nodded complacently, and said, ''ess, 'ess, 'ess,' while she
held her little cold hands to the fire.
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