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f seeing her coming to again. There was not a word of defiance from Diana now, and not a single utterance of reproach, but when she looked at Mrs. Dolman there was an expression in her black eyes from which this lady absolutely recoiled. "Uncle William, I's hurted awfu'," whispered Diana. "Let me lie in your arms, p'ease, Uncle William." And so she did for the rest of the morning, and the sermon never got written. CHAPTER XIV. DIANA'S REVENGE. Diana had quite a nice time for the rest of the morning. Uncle William had not the least idea of sending her back to the schoolroom. "It's very hot," he said, "and I feel sleepy. I dare say you do also." "I do awfu'," answered Diana. "You isn't a bad old man, not at all," she continued. Here she raised her fat hand and stroked his flabby cheek. "You hates writing sermons, don't you?" "Diana," he answered, "I would rather you did not speak about it." "Oh, I can keep secrets," replied Diana. "Well, in that case, to be quite frank with you, I do not care for writing sermons." "And I don't care for learning lessons. You didn't mean to sting me so bad with that howid wod, did you, Uncle William?" Mr. Dolman made no reply with his lips, for he did not like to defy his wife's authority, but Diana read his thoughts in his rather dull blue eyes. "You is a kind old man," she said; "that is, when you isn't tempted by that naughty, howid woman. You is a kind old man by yourself, and you shan't be shotted." "What do you mean by being shotted, Diana?" But here Diana pursed up her rosy lips and looked rather solemn. "That's a secret," she answered. "Uncle William, may I have a whole holiday to-day?" "I think so, my dear little girl. I really think that can be managed. It is too hot to work--at least, I find it so." "Then course I does also," answered Diana, clapping her hands. "Shall we go out into the garding--what you say?" "Would you like to?" he asked. "Yes, more particular in fruit garding. We can eat cherries and strawberries, and pelt each other. What you say?" Mr. Dolman looked out of the open window. He was pretty certain that his wife by this time was absent in the village. The clock on the mantelpiece pointed to half-past eleven; the early dinner would not be ready until one o'clock. It would be cool and pleasant in the fruit garden, and it would please poor little Diana, who, in his opinion, had been very harshly treated.
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