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When, at last, that appetite was satisfied, he and I adjourned to the sitting-room for a farewell smoke. His train left at three-thirty and it lacked but an hour of that time. He had worn my suit, the one which Hephzibah had laid out for him the day before, but had changed to his own again and packed his bag before dinner. We camped in the wing chairs and he lighted his cigar.
"That's what's been troubling us this hour and more," snapped the girl's mother. She was in no humour to be asked silly questions, however little they were intended to be answered. She turned to Sarah. In this trouble the peaceful Sarah would act as oil on troubled waters. Sarah understood her look of inquiry. "She's bearing up bravely, Hephzibah. She's not one of the crying sort.
Sandford so much of this conversation as concerned that gentleman; in doing so he unwittingly laid the foundation of more attention to Daisy on the doctor's part, than he probably would ever otherwise have given her. To say truth the idea propounded by Daisy was so very novel to the doctor that it both amused and piqued him. Mr. Randolph had hardly gone out, when Hephzibah came in.
"He hain't no right to 'em, I don't believe." "I thought you said they were in Mr. Lamb's field?" "So they be." "Then they are his nuts. You would not like anybody to take them, if they belonged to you." "It don't make no odds," said Hephzibah, sturdily, but looking down at the same time. "He'll get it out of us some other way." "Get it out of you?" said Daisy. "Yes." "What do you mean?"
It was a long hour Hephzibah spent then, an hour of labored thinking and of careful guiding of cramped fingers along an unfamiliar way; yet the completed note, when it reached Helen Raymond's hands, was wonderfully short. The return letter was long, and, though Hephzibah did not know it, represented hours of research in bookstores and in libraries.
It is one of Bayport's pet yarns, that at the Harniss Spiritualist camp-meeting when the "test medium" announced from the platform that he had a message for a lady named Hephzibah C he "seemed to get the name Hephzibah C" Hephzy got up and walked out.
"Theron, why did Helen send me that picture?" she demanded. "Why, Hetty, I I dunno," faltered the man, "'nless she she wanted ter please ye." "Please me! please me!" scoffed Hephzibah. "Did she expect to please me with a thing like that? Look here, Theron, look!" she cried, snatching up the photograph and bringing it close to her husband's face.
"Over your finger?" "Yes." "That's C." "C, a. And what does it spell?" "Did the stone fall right onto your foot?" "Yes partly on." "And was it broke right off?" "No. Oh, no. Only the bone of my ankle was broken." "It smarted some, I guess; didn't it?" "No. Now Hephzibah, what do those two letters spell?" "C, a, ca. That don't mean nothin'." " Now the next. D, a " "What's D, a?" "D, a, da."
Never in her life had Alice seen the kindly old soul give way to such rage. No disparaging epithet had been too bad for her child, and she had literally chased the girl from the room in which they had met. Since then Prudence had retreated to her bedroom, and Hephzibah had poured out the vials of her wrath upon an empty kitchen, for even the long-suffering hired girl had feared to face her.
I was all sort of swept off my feet." "But still you chose him yourself," persisted the girl, laughing. "Well, maybe I did, child, maybe I did." "And you didn't regret your own choice, mother; so why should I?" "Ah, it was different with me quite different. Ah, there's some one coming in." Hephzibah Malling turned as she spoke, glad to be able to change the subject.
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