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He rested his lean jaw in one huge hand, musing, dim-eyed, silent. Far away a cow bell tinkled, and he turned his head, peering out across the tangled pasture lot. "We called our caow Jinny," he said. "She's saucy and likes to plague folks. But I don't never chase her; no, ma'am.
"And you will be honored for it when the news reaches town." "Do you think so, Jinny?" Clarence asked eagerly, "I reckon they will think me a fool!" "I should like to hear any one say so," she flashed out. "No," said Virginia, "our friends will force them to release you. I do not know much about law. But you have done nothing to be imprisoned for." Clarence did not answer at once. Finally he said.
"I've always been perfectly crazy to know an engaged couple and I never have except Mr. Bingham and Miss Auborn, and they weren't so very interesting anyway." "They won't be of much use to you if they do get engaged," returned Miss Jinny sententiously. "'Two's company' after the ring appears." "David says they're slushy," pursued Patricia, meditating. "But he's only a boy."
"Why not?" he said. "You must prove first that you are a man," she said. For years he remembered the scene. The vineyard, the yellow stubble; and the river rushing on and on with tranquil power, and the slow panting of the steamboat. A doe ran out of the forest, and paused, her head raised, not twenty feet away. "And then you will marry me, Jinny?" he asked finally.
Would there be wisdom in flight? "Do you want to go, Ned?" she asked. She has seen her aunt swoon before, and her maid Susan knows well what to do. "Do you want to go, Ned?" "Laws Mussy, no, Miss Jinny. One nigger laik me doan't make no difference. My Marsa he say: 'Whaffor you leave ma house to be ramsacked by de Dutch? "What I gwineter answer?
But she had no idea of management, and no training, and here she is, dying at sixty-three, leaving Jinny and Mary Lou practically helpless, and nothing but a lot of debts! For twenty years she's just been drifting and drifting, it's only a chance that Alfie pulled out of it, and that Georgie really did pretty well. Now, with Mrs. Carroll somehow it's so different.
It has a splendid view of the park. I know she'll love that. You know how she hates 'bricks and mortar." Elinor nodded, picking up her letter again. "You don't seem at all keen about David," she began, when Judith broke out excitedly, holding up her letter. "Mrs. Shelly wants me to come with Miss Jinny and stay over Sunday.
Langdon's farm and bring the mare in. I shall want to spend the evening making her comfortable." Mrs. Butler gave a ready permission, and Tad hounded away, running every foot of the mile and a half to the Langdon farm, where old Jinny was turned over to him, together with a brand new halter and an old harness which the grocer had directed his man to furnish with the mare.
"But how do you know, Jinny?" "He's an upstart." "Oh. But he belongs to a very good Boston family, they say." "There are no good Boston families," replied Virginia, with conviction, as she separated her reins. "He has proved that. Who ever heard of a good Yankee family?" "What has he done to you, Virginia?" asked Puss, who had brains. Virginia glanced at the guest.
He came late to supper, too, at the Pension, nodded to Mother with an expression which plainly said, 'I've finished the story at last'; winked to his cousin, meaning, 'It came out all right, I'm satisfied, and took his seat between Jinny and Mlle. Vuillemot, the governess who had earned her meal by giving a music lesson that afternoon to a pensionnaire.
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