Aunt Jane's Nieces Abroad
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Baum Lyman Frank. Aunt Jane's Nieces Abroad
CHAPTER I. THE DOYLES ARE ASTONISHED
CHAPTER II. UNCLE JOHN MAKES PLANS
CHAPTER III "ALL ASHORE"
CHAPTER IV. SOME NEW ACQUAINTANCES, AND A WARNING
CHAPTER V. VESUVIUS RAMPANT
CHAPTER VI. UNDER A CLOUD
CHAPTER VII. A FRIEND IN NEED
CHAPTER VIII. ACROSS THE BAY
CHAPTER IX. COUNT FERRALTI
CHAPTER X. THE ROAD TO AMALFI
CHAPTER XI. THE EAGLE SCREAMS
CHAPTER XII. MOVING ON
CHAPTER XIII. IL DUCA
CHAPTER XIV. UNCLE JOHN DISAPPEARS
CHAPTER XV. DAYS OF ANXIETY
CHAPTER XVI. TATO
CHAPTER XVII. THE HIDDEN VALLEY
CHAPTER XVIII. GUESTS OF THE BRIGAND
CHAPTER XIX. A DIFFICULT POSITION
CHAPTER XX. UNCLE JOHN PLAYS EAVESDROPPER
CHAPTER XXI. THE PIT
CHAPTER XXII. NEWS AT LAST
CHAPTER XXIII. BETH BEGINS TO PLOT
CHAPTER XXIV. PATSY'S NEW FRIEND
CHAPTER XXV. TURNING THE TABLES
CHAPTER XXVI. THE COUNT UNMASKS
CHAPTER XXVII. TATO IS ADOPTED
CHAPTER XXVIII. DREAMS AND DRESS-MAKING
CHAPTER XXIX. TATO WINS
CHAPTER XXX. A WAY TO FORGET
CHAPTER XXXI. SAFE HOME
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It was Sunday afternoon in Miss Patricia Doyle's pretty flat at 3708 Willing Square. In the small drawing room Patricia – or Patsy, as she preferred to be called – was seated at the piano softly playing the one "piece" the music teacher had succeeded in drilling into her flighty head by virtue of much patience and perseverance. In a thick cushioned morris-chair reclined the motionless form of Uncle John, a chubby little man in a gray suit, whose features were temporarily eclipsed by the newspaper that was spread carefully over them. Occasionally a gasp or a snore from beneath the paper suggested that the little man was "snoozing" as he sometimes gravely called it, instead of listening to the music.
Major Doyle sat opposite, stiffly erect, with his admiring eyes full upon Patsy. At times he drummed upon the arms of his chair in unison with the music, nodding his grizzled head to mark the time as well as to emphasize his evident approbation. Patsy had played this same piece from start to finish seven times since dinner, because it was the only one she knew; but the Major could have listened to it seven hundred times without the flicker of an eyelash. It was not that he admired so much the "piece" the girl was playing as the girl who was playing the "piece." His pride in Patsy was unbounded. That she should have succeeded at all in mastering that imposing looking instrument – making it actually "play chunes" – was surely a thing to wonder at. But then, Patsy could do anything, if she but tried.
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Uncle John lay back in the chair and put the newspaper over his face again. Patsy and her father stared at one another with grave intentness. Then the Major drew out his handkerchief and mopped his brow.
"You'd like to go, mavourneen?" he asked, softly.
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