Piccino and Other Child Stories (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897 Excerpt: ... cried; "but I have chosen him before all the world. Papa said I must choose, and I have chosen. I am going to Basil Roscoe " And before I could speak another word she had darted out of the door, all on fire, and desperate, as one might say, and was gone. I knew it would be of no use speaking to the captain. Since he had as good as turned the poor innocent creature out of house and home, he was not the one to go to for help. When he was cooler he would see his mistake, and repent it bitter enough; but just now to go to him would only make him madder than ever. Well, just at that very minute in come Master Lionel. There might have been some sort of a fate in it. He jumps up them stone steps, two at a time, and bangs at that open front door, clean out of breath, and looking wonderful like his sister, in his excitement. "Where's Rose gone to, Rabbett?" he says. "I have just seen her walking fast--almost running--down the street, and she would not stop for me. What has been the matter?" I ups and tells him. I weren't afeard of doing it. I knew him to be that there ready and brave and affectionate. "Rabbett," he said, in a jiffy," come along with me." "Master Lionel," I asks, " where to?" For the fact were my head weren't as clear as his, and I were a bit bothered as to what would be the best thing to be done first. "I am going to Captain Roscoe's lodgings," he answers, as steady as you please. And so, if you'll believe me, off we goes, out into the street, him a-keeping step beautiful, as he always did, but not saying a word until at last I speak to him. "Master Lionel," I says, " what are you thinking about?" "I am thinking," he answers, his dark eyes ...