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How many hours would that take? It might even take days! This was such a big tree! The thought brought a sudden overwhelming terror of her predicament. She began calling loudly and frantically for everyone at the house; Miss Eliza and Miss Letitia, Blish and Nathan and Mandy, but none of them came. She even called Miss Asenath, hoping she would hear and tell the others.
A pine-knot fire was soon kindled on the hearth, and threw its flickering shadows on the room and its occupants as the dusk gathered in. Mandy Calline and Elisabeth, running a race from the kitchen, burst into the back door, halting in a good-natured tussle in the entry.
It was the only excuse she had made, and she did it falteringly, while her companion's heart rose up in his throat and made him very uncomfortable, as he thought of Jake and Mandy Ann caring for this girl, while his income was larger than he could spend. It had not occurred to him to offer her money till that moment, and he did not know now that she would take it.
Still Mandy hesitated. "I'm awful sorry," she said again, and her voice, deep, tender, full-toned, revealed her emotion. Cameron turned impatiently towards her. "Look here, Mandy! There's nothing wrong with me. I only want a little sleep. I shall be all right to-morrow." But Mandy's fears were not to be allayed. "Say," she cried, "you look awful bad." "Oh, get out, Mandy! Go and get your dinner.
Don't you fear, she is up to it." And so she was, and, though her face grew white as she listened to the tale, never for a moment did her courage falter. "Doctor, is Allan all right? Tell me," she said, her big blue eyes holding his in a steady gaze. "Right enough, but he must have a long sleep. You must not let him stir at five." "Then," said Mandy, "I shall go to meet the train, Allan."
You go down there and name this business to him. See what he's got to say." A party of young fellows was tramping down the village street singing. One of them carried a guitar and struck, now and again, a random chord upon its strings. The street was dark, but as the singers, stepping rythmically, passed the open door of the store, Mandy recognized a shape she knew. "Shade Shade Buckheath!
I'm all wet, that's all, and I'm going to bed." His voice was faint as though he were speaking with an effort. "You go into the house," he said to the girl. "I've got something to say to Cameron here." "You are quarreling." "Oh, give us a rest, Mandy, and get out! No, there's no quarreling, but I want to have a talk with Cameron about something. Go on, now!"
He went to the kitchen door and called, "Mrs. Crowley, we're waiting for the supper." "How I wish Uncle Ike could be with us," said Alice. "Why can't you call him?" asked Quincy. "He's too weak in his legs to come down," said Mandy. "I'll fetch him," and Quincy bounded up stairs, while Mandy got a place ready for him.
"We was just havin' a little spat, Aunt Melissa an' me; but we've got all over it. Don't you want to knit on your garter a little while now?" But the old lady kept her glazed eyes fixed on Amanda's face. "Be you well to-day, 'Mandy?" she said, wistfully. "If you ain't well, you must take suthin'."
Oh, my Lord; Why will men be so mean?" Pros had taken the glass from Mandy and held it to Gray's lips. Then he dashed part of the remaining water on Stoddard's handkerchief and with Mandy's help, got the blood cleared away. From every shanty, women and children came hastening men hurried up from every direction. "Look at her look at Johnnie!" cried Beulah Catlett. "Pony!
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