Chapters (72)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- THE FIRST YEAR
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- THE SECOND YEAR
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- THE THIRD YEAR
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- THE FOURTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- THE FIFTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- THE SIXTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- THE SEVENTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- THE EIGHTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- THE NINTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- THE TENTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- THE ELEVENTH YEAR
- CHAPTER 53
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- About the Author
- Back Cover
“It doesn’t matter now,” sighed Pat. “Why, oh, why, do things never happen as you plan? But I don’t care…she was lovely…and she enjoyed herself….”
“Oh, oh, that she did,” agreed Judy, settling herself on Weeping Willy’s tombstone, while Pat and Cuddles and McGinty squatted on Wild Dick’s, “and nothing could or magnificant about her. But whin she drove in, girls dear, I didn’t be knowing for a minute whither I stud on me heels or me hid. I did be taking her up to the Poet’s room to wash her hands…oh, oh, I did all the honors, aven to slipping in that extry nice cake av soap ye brought home the other day, the one wrapped up in shiny paper…and the bist av the embridered towels. I cudn’t manage the new sprid but if ye’d heard her ladyship rave over the beautiful patchwork quilt!