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I tell you, gentlemen, that Vrain had a chip out of his head. He fancied things, he did; but no one wanted to harm him that I know of." "Yet he died a violent death," said Denzil gravely. "That's a frozen fact, sir," cried Clyne, "and both Lyddy and I want to lynch the reptile as did it; but we neither of us know who laid him out." "I'm sure I don't," said Mrs. Vrain in a weeping voice.
Who ever heard of such a thing? I've always considered I did well when I had plenty of brown." "Poor creeter!" thought Captain Ben. "How she will enjoy getting into my pantry. Lyddy never complained that she didn't have enough of every thing to do with" And in the full ardor of his intended benevolence, he went right in and opened the subject at once. But, to his astonishment, Mrs.
Not Lyddy; that would be terrible. But Totty had a kind heart, and would keep the secret, perchance could advise in some way. Though what advice could anyone give? What voice was that? She had heard someone knock at Bunce's door, then heard Bunce go down. He was coming up again, and someone with him someone who spoke in a voice which made her heart leap. She sprang to the door to listen.
"Nor scour the seas, nor sift mankind, A poet or a friend to find: Behold, he watches at the door! Behold his shadow on the floor!" EMERSON'S Saadi. Lyddy Butterfield's hen turkey was of a roving disposition. She had never appreciated her luxurious country quarters in Edgewood, and was seemingly anxious to return to the modest back yard in her native city.
Tarbox could make a handsome living in the funeral line anywhere. Providence, who always assists those who assist themselves, decreed that the niece Lyddy Ann should not arrive until the aunt was safely buried; so, there being none to resist her right or grudge her the privilege, Aunt Hitty, for the first time in her life, rode in the next buggy to the hearse.
"He knows when she takes milk to the Morrills', or butter to the parsonage; also when she eats an' drinks an' winks her eye an' ketches her breath an' lifts her foot. Now he's disappeared an' we'll wait.. .. Why, as to that Boston singer, an' by the way, they say Ellen Wilson's goin' to take lessons of her this winter, she kind o' bewildered me, Lyddy!
Oh, I know I'm ongrateful, an' all that," acknowledged Samuel testily, "but I can't help it. I've been jest ready to bile over ever since last Christmas, an' now I have biled over. Look a-here, Lyddy Ann, we ain't so awful old. You're seventy-three an' I'm seventy-six, an' we're pert as sparrers, both of us. Don't we live here by ourselves, an' do most all the work inside an' outside the house?"
Solomon Black waited modestly till this gratifying demonstration had subsided, then she went on: "I guess most of you ladies'll r'member how one short year ago Miss Lyddy Orr Bolton came a'walkin' int' our midst, lookin' sweet an' modest, like she was; and how down-in-th'-mouth we was all a-feelin', 'count o' havin' no money t' buy th' things we'd worked s' hard t' make.
I want to keep you away from everything that isn't homelike and quiet. I want you to love me more than anyone else! 'I do, Lyddy! I do, dear! It's only that I 'What ? 'I don't know how it is. I'm discontented. There's never any change. How can you be so happy day after day? I love to be with you, but if we could go and live somewhere else! I should like to see a new place.
The constables had come up just in time; and it was quite ridiculous to hear Mr. Esmond cursing and swearing, and the rage he was in at being disappointed of his duel! "But the arrival of the constables saved your valuable life, dear Mr. George, and I am sure Miss Theo ought to bless them forever," says Lyddy, with a soft smile. "You won't stop and meet Mr. Esmond at dinner to-day?
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