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You got me in all this trouble. Now you get me out of it." The doctor stopped in amazement. "I got you in this trouble? How did I get you in this trouble?" "Now, don't you look that surprised way at me," said Drusilla severely.
"Some day I shall go over," Drusilla was saying. "I shall drive something it may be a truck and it may be an ambulance. But I can't sit here any longer doing nothing." "I think you are doing a great deal," said Jean. "Look at the committees you are managing." "Oh, things like that," said Drusilla contemptuously. "Women's work. I'm not made to knit and keep card indexes. I want a man's job."
One morning she came over with a fluffy little gown that certainly took ten years from her age, and Drusilla looked at her in amazement. She confided to John: "I've heard that women had an Indian Summer but Sarah's surely having her early spring. And, John, I always thought that courtin' was like cookin' you had to learn by experience; but them two seem to take to it natural.
"I am not sure that I like it," she said, "the red and white and blue, but I wanted to see whether I could do it. And Aunt Marion doesn't care. The red things can all be taken out, and the rest toned down. But I have a feeling that a man couldn't sit in this room and be a slacker." "No, he couldn't," Derry agreed. "You'd better hang out a recruiting sign, Drusilla."
And we both have got rumatiz for life, a-layin' round out-doors. It is dangerous at our time of life," sez she. "What made you do it, Drusilla?" sez I. "Wall," she said, "the Deacon wanted to; he thought he couldn't afford to board in a house; and you know," sez Drusilla, "that the Deacon is a man of most splendid judgment." "Not in this case," sez I.
"Yes, yes " and eager fingers were tugging at an old-fashioned locket hanging to a slender chain around her neck. "See here she is her eyes are brown and her hair all curled around her face, and her lips was just like a rose and her face oh, her pretty face " Drusilla studied the picture carefully. "Yes, it's jest like this other Mary.
McKenzie had always admired Drusilla, but tonight his attention was rather more than usual fixed upon her by a remark which Captain Hewes had made when the two men had stood alone together watching the dancers. "I have seen very little of American women but to me Drusilla Gray seems the supreme type." "She is very attractive." "She is more than that.
But his pride was involved, for he had read Drusilla a lecture on the evils of being faint-hearted, so he had simply stopped buying at the little store and lived on what he had left. But now well, with that fissure vein opened up and a solid body of ore in sight, he might reasonably demand the customary accommodations which all merchants accord to good customers.
"Let me see" and an old lady put down her sewing. "I been here seven years, I was here not quite two years when Drusilla come. She's been the linen woman ever since." "Yes," said a woman who showed signs of having seen better days. Her clothes still had a look of by-gone elegance and her wrinkled hands were still dainty and beautifully kept. "Drusilla's our only charity inmate."
That helped her some, but she lay awake ever so long sobbing a little and thinking how she must do so as not to be called Naughty Susan. Drusilla lay on a pallet near Sweetest Susan's bed, but, for a wonder, Drusilla lay awake too. She said nothing, but she was not snoring, and Sweetest Susan could see the whites of her eyes shining.
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