Frank Merriwell's Son; Or, A Chip Off the Old Block Burt L. Standish Author
by Burt L. Standish
2021-04-02 23:18:31
Frank Merriwell's Son; Or, A Chip Off the Old Block Burt L. Standish Author
by Burt L. Standish
2021-04-02 23:18:31
Lizette, the French nurse, came softly and lightly down the stairs and found Frank Merriwell pacing the library floor, while Bart Hodge and Elsie Bellwood talked to him soothingly. Madame will see you now, saire, said the nurse, with a little curtsy....
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Lizette, the French nurse, came softly and lightly down the stairs and found Frank Merriwell pacing the library floor, while Bart Hodge and Elsie Bellwood talked to him soothingly. Madame will see you now, saire, said the nurse, with a little curtsy. Ze doctaire he is gone now some time. Madame she is comforterbill. She say she see you-alone. Frank was all eagerness to go. He bounded up the stairs, two at a time, scarcely heeding the white-capped nurse, who hurried after him, softly calling: Not on ze rush, saire. You make ze rush, you gif madame ze start.
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