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Six Girls and Bob
Six Girls and Bob
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. The Fourth Floor, East 11
II. Fire, and Other Escapes 27
III. Keren-Happuch, the First 43
IV. An Angel in Disguise 58
V. Taking Possession 75
VI. Making the Best of it 91
VII. The Dove's Alighting 105
VIII. Gretta 121
IX. June's Perfect Days 135
X. Happie's Temptation 151
XI. Happie's Choice 167
XII. Laura's Philanthropy 184
XIII. Humility, Calves and Ginger Pop 202
XIV. An Ark Adrift? 217
XV. The Promise of the Green Branch 234
XVI. A Prank—— 251
XVII. And Its Consequences 267
XVIII. The Bittenbender Trunk 282
XIX. Dispossession and Possession 298
XX. At the Subsidence of the Waters 315
CHAPTER I
THE FOURTH FLOOR, EAST
"How can you get twelve feet into eight feet, no matter how good you are in arithmetic?" asked Happie Scollard, a trifle impatiently.
"You'd have to be pretty poor in arithmetic to try it. Even home-taught children ought to know something about putting greater into lesser," observed Bob. "Would you mind telling us what you're driving at, Keren-happuch, my dear?"
Happie groaned. "This room is quite squeedged enough with us six Scollards in it, without crowding in my dreadful name, Robert, my dear," she retorted. "What I was driving at was a harmless little humorous joke. This kitchen is eight feet wide, and we have twelve feet, we six, haven't we? I was wishing we had more space to stand on; that's all."
"That's right; always make humorous jokes," approved Bob. "I've heard lots of jokes that hadn't a touch of humor. Yours isn't so very—but never mind! You know we needn't put all the twelve feet into the eight. This room is nine feet long. What's the matter with putting a few of our feet down the length of it? Say seven of the twelve, for instance?"
Happie laughed. "I hadn't thought of dividing them that way," she said. "But the worst of standing any of your feet lengthwise of the room is that it brings some of you in between the range and the sink, and then I can't stir the fudge. Though to be sure if you all stand widthwise I can't get to the closet."
CHAPTER PAGE
I. The Fourth Floor, East 11
II. Fire, and Other Escapes 27
III. Keren-Happuch, the First 43
IV. An Angel in Disguise 58
V. Taking Possession 75
VI. Making the Best of it 91
VII. The Dove's Alighting 105
VIII. Gretta 121
IX. June's Perfect Days 135
X. Happie's Temptation 151
XI. Happie's Choice 167
XII. Laura's Philanthropy 184
XIII. Humility, Calves and Ginger Pop 202
XIV. An Ark Adrift? 217
XV. The Promise of the Green Branch 234
XVI. A Prank—— 251
XVII. And Its Consequences 267
XVIII. The Bittenbender Trunk 282
XIX. Dispossession and Possession 298
XX. At the Subsidence of the Waters 315
CHAPTER I
THE FOURTH FLOOR, EAST
"How can you get twelve feet into eight feet, no matter how good you are in arithmetic?" asked Happie Scollard, a trifle impatiently.
"You'd have to be pretty poor in arithmetic to try it. Even home-taught children ought to know something about putting greater into lesser," observed Bob. "Would you mind telling us what you're driving at, Keren-happuch, my dear?"
Happie groaned. "This room is quite squeedged enough with us six Scollards in it, without crowding in my dreadful name, Robert, my dear," she retorted. "What I was driving at was a harmless little humorous joke. This kitchen is eight feet wide, and we have twelve feet, we six, haven't we? I was wishing we had more space to stand on; that's all."
"That's right; always make humorous jokes," approved Bob. "I've heard lots of jokes that hadn't a touch of humor. Yours isn't so very—but never mind! You know we needn't put all the twelve feet into the eight. This room is nine feet long. What's the matter with putting a few of our feet down the length of it? Say seven of the twelve, for instance?"
Happie laughed. "I hadn't thought of dividing them that way," she said. "But the worst of standing any of your feet lengthwise of the room is that it brings some of you in between the range and the sink, and then I can't stir the fudge. Though to be sure if you all stand widthwise I can't get to the closet."
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