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He clumped after her, up the stairs, into his barren office. Before he could get out a query she stated: "Yesterday, in front of a saloon, I heard a German farm-wife beg her husband for a quarter, to get a toy for the baby and he refused. Just now I've heard Mrs. Dyer going through the same humiliation. And I I'm in the same position! I have to beg you for money. Daily!
Buck's reception by the farm-wife had been very different on this occasion. She had met him with his burden some distance down the trail, whither she had followed her young mistress, whose fleetness had left her far behind. Her tongue had started to clack at once, but Buck was in no mood to put up with unnecessary chatter.
The old farm-wife hurried off, and the others gently raised the body of the unconscious man and bore it towards the house. Thus did Leslie Grey attend his wedding. The body was taken in by a back way to Sarah Gurridge's bedroom and laid upon the bed. Tim Gleichen was dispatched at once to Lakeville for the doctor. Then, dismissing everybody but Harry Gleichen, Mr.
"However, if you want to stay Well, I must drive into the camp before dinner, and we'll see about the little room when I return." "That we will, mum miss. That we will," cried the farm-wife in cordial relief as Joan hurried out of the room. Joan drew up at Beasley's store just as that individual was preparing to adjourn his labors for dinner.
"Yes; I've just bought all his stock for a Scotch client of mine." "Scotch?" Sarah turned away with a motion of disgust. "What, has George sold all his beasties at last?" exclaimed the farm-wife. "Why, yes. Didn't you know? He's giving up his ranch." Robb looked round the table in surprise. There was a pause. Then Mrs. Malling broke it "He has spoken of it hinted.
It was a poor enough place to support so many men, for the farm-wife, who came to her kitchen door to see what the clatter was about, was of no better seeming than a yokel's wife with us. My eyes were on her curiously when the man on the gate skipped off and flung it open right across the muzzles of our horses. In the tick of a clock the whole scene changed.
"Because I couldn't walk, I expect," the girl replied easily. The farm-wife shook a fat, warning finger at her. "Oh, ma'm miss that's wot he says! You jest wait till you've got more experience o' scallawags like him an' you'll sure know. Wot I sez is men's that full o' tricks wher' females is to be deceived it 'ud take 'em a summer vacation sortin' 'emselves out.
She realized an added energy, which seriously affected her own methods of performing her duties and caused her to make a mental note that her young mistress was assuming "airs" which did not fit in with her inexperience of those things amidst which she, the farm-wife, had floundered all her life.
Her reflections were cut short by the sudden appearance of the farm-wife from the house. The old woman trotted hastily across the yard toward the barn, her fat sides shaking as she waddled, and her short, stout arms violently gesticulating. Joan needed nothing more than the good woman's back view to tell her that the dame was very angry, and that it was the stranger who had inspired her wrath.
and, softly crawling up the straw, left the note by her head. He hastened to a farm-house. The farm-wife was inclined to be curious. O curious farm-wife, you of the cream-thick Essex speech and the shuffling feet, you were brave indeed to face Bill Wrenn the Great, with his curt self-possession, for he was on a mission for Istra, and he cared not for the goggling eyes of all England.
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