Capitolo 14
"A lot of plum-cake, please."
"Says Debby to go out to the trot the cooked pears to the oven."
"I am Your man for lemon-cake, ma'am."
"Has pancakes; Rose will like 'the em."
"You would have rather cakes, I know."
When Rose came down, fifteen minutes later, with every curly
smoothed and her more apron of beruffled on, she found the boys
dawdling on the long room, and it made a break on the intermediary unloading to
takes an observation, for now you cultivate her you/he/she had not really examined her
new-funds cousins.
There was a similarity of strong family among them, although some
of the yellow heads it was more dark color of others, some of the cheeks
makes brown instead of rosy, and the centuries varied from the principle at the end from
Sixteen year-old Archie to Jamie that was ten years younger.
None of their was especially beautiful but the Prince, still all were
cordial, happy-looking at young fellow and Rose decided that boys were not as
terrible as her you/he/she was waited for to find them.
They was so characteristically everybody assumed that she was not able
I help that smiles as she looked. Archie and Charles, evidently great
bosom friend, were walking on and down he/she takes on the shoulders to take on the shoulders, while whistling
"Bonnie Dundee"; Mac was reading in an angle, with his/her book
next to his/her myopic eyes; Beau was systematizing himself/herself/itself first the hair
the oval glass in the hat-stand; Geordie and Will that investigate the
inside economy of the moon-faced clock; and Jamie placed kicking
on his/her heels on the mat to the foot of the steps, curved on to require
his/her candy the appeared immediate Rose.
You guessed his/her intention, and it prevented his/her application allowing to fall
a handful of sugar-plums down on him.
To his to whine some ecstasy the other young fellow they looked on and they smiled
unintentionally, for the small relative that is standing above of there it was a
fascinating sight with her timid eyes, soft, the bright hair and laughing
face. The black cowl remembered to its loss, and full the