`` I wo n't . '' `` Can we do anything for you ? '' said both . `` Take my things away , and have dinner early . '' Both departed to perform these behests , and , leaning back in her chair , Aunt Kipp reposed . `` I say , what 's a bore ? '' asked Toady from the rug , where he sat rocking meditatively to and fro , holding on by his shoe-strings . `` It 's a kind of a pig , very fierce , and folks are afraid of 'em , '' said Aunt Kipp , whose knowledge of Natural History was limited . `` Good for Polly ! so you are ! '' sung out the boy , with the hearty child 's laugh so pleasant to most ears . `` What do you mean , sir ? '' demanded the old lady , irefully poking at him with her umbrella . `` Why , Polly said you were a bore , '' explained Toady , with artless frankness . `` You are fat , you know , and fierce sometimes , and folks are afraid of you . Good , was n't it ? '' `` Very ! Mary is a nice , grateful , respectful , loving niece , and I sha n't forget her , she may depend on that , '' and Aunt Kipp laughed grimly . `` May she ? well , that 's jolly now .
She was afraid you would n't give her the money ; so I 'll tell her it 's all right ; '' and innocent XXXXX nodded approvingly .
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