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She went on dusting with a half-offended air, as though Mother had no right to interrupt her with a superintending glance like this. 'You won't forget the sweeping too, Jinny? said Mother, retiring again majestically with that gliding motion her abundant proportions achieved so gracefully.
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?
Ha! ha! happen he'll ne'er coom back." Jinny turned very red and walked indignantly away; most certainly the girl was either mad or drunk. "Happen he'll ne'er coom back," indeed! Such impudence!
"Honey," he said again, after a pause, "I must keep my word and let him have the business." She did not reproach him. "There is a little left, a very little," he continued slowly, painfully. "I thank God that it is yours. It was left you by Becky by your mother. It is in a railroad company in New York, and safe, Jinny." "Oh, Pa, you know that I do not care," she cried.
He wore that air of mystery so dear to darkeys. "Gemmen to see you, Miss Jinny." "A gentleman!" she said in surprise. "Where?" The negro pointed to the lilac shrubbery. "Thar!" "What's all this nonsense, Ned?" said Clarence, sharply: "If a man is there, bring him here at once." "Reckon he won't come, Marse Clarence." said Ned, "He fearful skeered ob de light ob day.
She went away." He patted the baby, his skinny hand all shaking. Jinny took it in hers, and, leaning over, stroked his hair. "You've hed hard trouble, to turn it gray like this." "No trouble like that, woman, when he left her." "Left her! An' then she was tired of God, an' of livin', or dyin'. So as she loved him! You know, my husband. As I love you. An' he left her! What wonder what she did?
"Isn't she the very sweetest thing?" asked Jane as they approached, adding wistfully, "But I truly wish her dear nose didn't tilt up!" Zura with stern, forbidding brows, but laughing eyes, rebuked the wisher. "See here, Miss Jinny Gray, that is the only nose I have, if it is sudden. I've worked hard to coax it in the straight and narrow path. I've even slept on my face for a week at a time."
"I've just been to attend to some bills," he explained; "that's why I'm out at this hour. You never come into the bank now, I notice." "Not often. Are you going to see Jinny this evening?" "If you'll let me bring you home. I can't imagine Virginia with three children, can you? I'm half afraid to see her again." "You mean you think she may have changed? Mrs. Pendleton says not."
But Ruth and Helen ran toward this latter spot, where the crowd of passengers was thickest. Suddenly the crowd parted and the girls saw a figure lying on the ground, with a girl about their own age bending over it. Ruth screamed, "Jinny!" and at the sound of the pet name her uncle's cow punchers had given her, the girl from Silver Ranch responded with an echoing cry. "Oh, Ruth! And Helen!
There were adages about gathering rosebuds while ye may and making hay while the sun shone that Jack Ryder would do well to observe. Other men did, reflected Jinny Jeffries with a proud lift of her ruddy head. Only somehow, the other men Well, Jack was provokingly attractive! Only of course, if he was going to rely upon his attraction and not upon his attentions
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