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I have killed her! cried Polly's heart. For one wild moment she was impelled to flight; anywhere, she did not care where, to shake off by motion in the free air this paralysis of fear. But the next she started and, rushing down the stairs and into Mr. King's room, cried out,
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Oh! dear Grandpapa, will Mrs. Chatterton die?
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No, no, I think not, replied the old gentleman, surprised at her feeling.
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Cousin Eunice never did show much self-control; but then, I don't believe this piece of bad news will kill her.
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Bad news? gasped Polly, hanging to the table where Mr. King was writing letters.
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Oh, Grandpapa! what do you mean?
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Bless me! where have you been, Polly Pepper, said Mr. King, settling his eyeglass to regard her closely,
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Where have you been, Polly? cried Jasper, coming out of a side passage in time to catch a dissolving view of her flying figure.
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Polly--Polly!
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Oh! don't stop me, begged Polly, flying on,
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Anything I can help you about?
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Oh, Jasper! she cried, with clasped hands,
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Who--Mrs. Chatterton? said the boy, opening his dark eyes;
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Jasper, you don't know; you can't guess what dreadful things I said,
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Then she must have said dreadful things to you,
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She--but, oh, Jasper! that doesn't make it any better for me, said Polly.
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Don't stop me; I am going to see if they won't let me do something for her.
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There are ever so many people up there now, said Jasper.
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Your mother, and Hortense, and two or three maids. What in the world could you do, Polly? Come down into the library, and tell us all about it.
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Oh! I must do something for her,
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Mamsie, can't I do something for her?
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No--yes, you can; take this prescription down to Oakley's to be prepared.