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'Comegirls, we must be goin', if we want to get through today. Youairjordans 22 can leave your albums and have them sent when Mrs Bhaer has written asentiment in 'em. We are a thousand times obliged. Give our best loveto your ma, and tell her we are so sorry not to see her.' Just asMrs. Erastus Kingsbury Parmalee uttered the words her eye fell upon amiddle-aged woman in a large checked apron, with a handkerchiefairjordans retro 4 tiedover her head, busily dusting an end room which looked like a study.
'Onepeep at her sanctum since she is out,' cried the enthusiastic lady,and swept across the hall with her flock before Teddy could warn hismother, whose retreat had been cut off by the artist in front, thereporter atjordan4 sneakers theback of the house--for he hadn't gone and the ladies in the hall.
'They'vegot her!' thought Teddy, in comical dismay. 'No use for her to playhousemaid since they've seen the portrait.'
Mrsjordan3 sneakers Jodid her best, and being a good actress, would have escaped if thefatal picture had not betrayed her. Mrs Parmalee paused at the desk,and regardless of the meerschaum that lay there, the man's slippersclose by, and a pile of letters directed to 'Prof. F. Bhaer', sheclasped her hands, exclaiming impressively: 'Girls, this is the spotwhere shejordan13 sneakers wrotethose sweet, those moral tales which have thrilled us to the soul!Could I--ah, could I take one morsel of paper, an old pen, a postagestamp even, as a memento of this gifted woman?'
'Yes'm,help yourselves,' replied the maid, moving away with a glance at theboy, whose eyes were now full of merriment he could notairjordans kicks suppress.
Theoldest girl saw it, guessed the truth, and a quick look at the womanin the apron confirmed her suspicion. Touching her mother, shewhispered: 'Ma, it's Mrs Bhaer herself. I know it is.'
'No?yes? it is! Well, I do declare, howjordanwholesaler nicethat is!' And hastily pursuing the unhappy woman, who was making forthe door, Mrs Parmalee cried eagerly: 'Don't mind us! I know you'rebusy, but just let me take your hand and then we'll go.'
Givingherself up for lost, Mrs Jo turned and presentedairjordans dunks her hand like a tea-tray, submitting to have it heartily shaken, asthe matron said, with somewhat alarming hospitality: 'If ever youcome to Oshkosh, your feet won't be allowed to touch the pavement;for you'll be borne in the arms of the populace, we shall be sodreadful glad to seeuggsale you.'
Mentallyresolving never to visit that effusive town, Jo responded ascordially as she could; and having written her name in the albums,provided each visitor with a memento, and kissed them all round, theyat last departed, to call on 'Longfeller, Holmes, andairjordans af1 therest'--who were all out, it is devoutly to be hoped.
'Youvillain, why didn't you give me a chance to whip away? Oh, my dear,what fibs you told that man! I hope we shall be forgiven our sins inthis line, but I don't know what is to become of us if we don'tdodge. So many against one isn't fair play.' And Mrs Jo hung upsuprashoes herapron in the hall closet, with a groan at the trials of her lot.
'Morepeople coming up the avenue! Better dodge while the coast is clear!I'll head them off!' cried Teddy, looking back from the steps, as hewas departing to school.