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Den, ag'in, he must ha' been killed, else why shouldn't he ha' come back for it? An' why should we let de things whatever is in it moulder away, instead o' gettin' de good of 'em like sensible folks?" "We shouldn't have any right," said I doubtfully. "Oh shoo, chile, shoo! You'd have just as much right as de rats an' mice." Lilly jumped up. "I think Maum' Hepsey's idea a good one," said she.
Be sure you let me know when to expect you and your grandmother back." "Most certainly I shall," he laughed. "It will be in about six weeks, you know. Good-by, and thank you a thousand times for all your kindness to me." There was considerable moisture in Hepsey's eyes as she stood and watched Maxwell drive down the road.
She decided to dispense with Hepsey's services, when Winfield came up to dinner, and to do everything herself. She found an old cook book of Aunt Jane's and turned over its pages with new interest. It was in manuscript form, and seemed to represent the culinary knowledge of the entire neighbourhood.
The porch was the most conspicuous object in view from Hepsey's sitting-room windows, and every time she entered the room she found herself looking at the flaming terror with increasing exasperation. Verily, if Jonathan wanted revenge he was getting far more than he knew: the biter was badly bit. The matter came to a crisis one day, when Jonathan concluded a discussion with Mrs.
He kept a close watch on all Hepsey's domestic interests, and if there were any small repairs to be made at Thunder Cliff, a hole in the roof to be mended, or the bricks on the top of the chimney to be relaid, or the conductor pipe to be readjusted, Jonathan was on the spot.
From that time, Hepsey's cause was hers; she laid by a part of her wages for "ole mammy," she comforted Hepsey with happy prophecies of success, and taught with an energy and skill she had never known before.
I ought to go to Hepsey's to-day. She wont be able to leave her bed, the heat weakens her so." "Do go. How still it is! The shadows of the trees on the Neck reach almost from shore to shore, and there's a fish-boat motionless." "The boat was there when I got up." "Everything is blue and yellow, or blue and white." "How your hair waves this morning! It is handsomer than ever."
"Perhaps you're right, Hepsey," she replied, biting her lips. "Sit anywhere you please." There were times when Ruth was compelled to admit that Hepsey's mental gifts were fully equal to her own. It was unreasonable to suppose, even for an instant, that Joe and Hepsey had not pondered long and earnestly upon the subject of the light in the attic window, yet the argument was unanswerable.
Enough was already known of Bascom's hostility to the rector, to make the meeting decidedly curious as to his attitude towards Hepsey's remarks and the mortgage; and they knew him well enough to be aware that he would not allow that item in her speech to go unanswered, in some way or other.
She'd be over here in two jerks of a lamb's tail, and read the riot act, and scare me out of a year's growth. Hepsey's not a little thing to be playin' with." "Well, you just make a start. Anything to make a start, and the rest will come easy." "My, how the neighbors'd talk!"
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