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"It's perfectly horrid, a nasty, cheap, ugly little box, and 'way out here on the West Side." Somehow Milly had already divined the coming degradation of the West Side. "I don't see how you can tell father such stories, grandma.... He ought to have waited for us before he took a house."
"What maybe we felt in the beginning well, wasn't it natural, an only son and coming such a surprise all that's over now. Why, it's a pleasure to see how grandma she loves you." "I I'm all right, I tell you." "Didn't we even fix it you should go in a flat on Waterman Avenue housekeeping for yourself, if you wanted it?" "Yes, and tie myself down to this dump yet. Not much!"
J. D. Matthews, who had stood up smiling his widest, now moved around to the other side of his cart and crouched in alarm. Grandma Padgett now saw that the cart was standing level and open, and within it there appeared a nest of brown curls and one slim, babyish hand. "What's that?" she inquired. "Why, don't you see, Grandma?" exclaimed Robert, "that's Fairy Carrie that we ran away with.
She was a rich seal brown, large and determined, and had left a husband on his honor, in town. We had hardly washed off the dust of our long motor-ride before trouble began. A telegram for Mandy conveyed the disquieting news that George had been arrested on a charge of assault at the request of "grandma."
There were no curtains at the windows, and the August sunshine fell on her calm face, bathing it with warm light. The carpet had not been put down yet, and the children's feet made a hollow sound on the bare floor. "Why, grandma," said Prudy, "it wouldn't be nice here a bit, only the room has got you in it!" "Bless thy little heart, Prudence! It will be nice enough here to-morrow night.
Conly also highly approved, she gladly accepted; all the more so because she had learned that Grandma Elsie too, whom she loved even better than ever for her kindness to the dear departed, was about to spend some days or weeks with her daughter Violet.
"Well, you go out to the barn and you won't be lonesome," Araminta, who was clearing the breakfast table, laughed at his long face. "I'll bet all the children are there, even the baby. He can go, can't he, Mrs. Horton?" Grandma said yes, of course he could, and Mother brought his rubbers and raincoat downstairs when she came, for he met her on the stairs and there she had them all ready.
But I have no skates, you see, and I shall not get any because I don't expect to go skating often this winter. I'll get you started, and then this winter, when we go home, Grandma and I will be able to think of you having fine times on the ice."
She used her best gold-bowed spectacles every day, and was always leaving them behind her in the village houses, and little Tommy or Annie had to run after her with a charge not to lose them, for nobody knew how much they cost. Grandma Cobb always carried about with her a paper-covered novel and a box of cream peppermints.
"An' that's just what I would have expected of old Hollis," continued grandma, who seemed to have a knowledge of people's doings rivalling that necessary to an efficient police officer. "I'll tell you what he is," and the old dame directed her remarks to me. "He is the old chap Mrs Bray was sayin' ain't goin' to vote this time because the women has got one and the monkeys will be havin' one next.
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