But he had made a terrible mess and Aunt Augusta had been very angry and had said he must be cured of such carelessness . She said he must spend the afternoon in the blue room instead of going for a ride with Mrs. Loring in her new car . Jims was bitterly disappointed . If Uncle Walter had been home Jims would have appealed to him -- for when Uncle Walter could be really wakened up to a realization of his small nephew 's presence in his home , he was very kind and indulgent . But it was so hard to waken him up that Jims seldom attempted it . He liked Uncle Walter , but as far as being acquainted with him went he might as well have been the inhabitant of a star in the Milky Way . Jims was just a lonely , solitary little creature , and sometimes he felt so friendless that his eyes smarted , and several sobs had to be swallowed . There were no sobs just now , though -- Jims was still too angry . It was n't fair . It was so seldom he got a car ride . Uncle Walter was always too busy , attending to sick children all over the town , to take him . It was only once in a blue moon Mrs. Loring asked him to go out with her . But she always ended up with ice cream or a movie , and to-day Jims had had strong hopes that both were on the programme . `` I hate Aunt Augusta , '' he said aloud ; and then the sound of his voice in that huge , still room scared him so that he only thought the rest . `` I wo n't have any fun -- and she wo n't feed my gobbler , either . '' Jims had shrieked `` Feed my gobbler , '' to the old servant as he had been hauled upstairs . But he did n't think Nancy Jane had heard him , and nobody , not even Jims , could imagine Aunt Augusta feeding the gobbler . It was always a wonder to him that she ate , herself . It seemed really too human a thing for her to do . `` I wish I had spilled that pudding on purpose , '' Jims said vindictively , and with the saying his anger evaporated -- Jims never could stay angry long -- and left him merely a scared little fellow , with velvety , nut-brown eyes full of fear that should have no place in a child 's eyes .
He looked so small and helpless as he crouched against the door XXXXX one might have wondered if even Aunt Augusta would not have relented had she seen him .
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