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Nothin' would do but she must learn how to make the gingerbread he liked, an' iron his shirts; an' when Lyddy Ann found he seemed to praise things up jest as much as he had when she done 'em, she give 'em up, an' done the hard things herself, an' let 'Mandy see to Josh. She looked pretty pindlin' then, mark my words; but I never see two such eyes in anybody's head.
The town and plain lay bathed in a soft haze of rosy purple that lent a kind of Oriental splendor to the tawdry, unsightly cluster of shacks that sprawled here and there in irregular bunches on the prairie. "What a picture it makes!" cried Mandy. "How wonderful this great plain with its encircling rivers, those hills with the great peaks beyond! What a site for a town!"
And you better git home. She'll be down on you again." "How is he?" cried a voice. "Don't know. I'm goin' for the doctor, and the sooner we git that doctor the better for everybody around." And Sam disappeared in a whirl of dust. "Say! Who would a thought it?" he mused. "That Mandy Haley? She's a terror. And them eyes! Oh, git on, Deck, what you monkeyin' about?
"Who air yu er talkin ter Mandy?" said her husband coming to the door and peeping over his wife's shoulder. "I tho't er trader er some sort wus er passin." The wife turned and looked astonished at her husband. "Why fer ther lan sake, what's er comin over ye Teck Pervis? I tho't yer'd be fas er sleep after bein so late ter meetin las nite.
When the shadows at the end of the block swallowed her up, Mavity turned, wiping her eyes, and addressed herself to her tasks. "I reckon Lou would 'a' been just like that if she'd 'a' lived," she said to Mandy Meacham, with the tender fatuity of mothers. "Johnnie seems like a daughter to me an' I know in my soul no daughter could be kinder.
"I kin think of sixty-nine things it might be," said Scattergood, "but I got a feelin' it hain't none of 'em." "We shouldn't of come away on this vacation," said Mandy. "Johnnie Bones is too young a boy to leave in charge." "Johnnie Bones is a dum good lawyer, Mandy, and a dum far-seein' young man. I don't calc'late Johnnie's done us no harm. Hain't no hurry, Mandy.
Suddenly there was a succession of short, sharp barks. Immediately dead silence fell. Not a sound could be heard, not a shape seen. "Come out into the open, you cowardly curs!" shouted Cameron. "Come on! One, two, three at a time, if you dare!" But silence answered him. "Come," said Mandy in a low voice, "let's hurry. It's goin' to rain. Come on! Come along!" Cameron stood irresolute.
She slipped into bed and stretched out luxuriously. "Do you reckon I could be a fine lady, and be as I am now, a livin' here in the hills?" The next day Mandy went back to her home on Jake Creek. And in the evening Sammy's father, with Wash Gibbs, returned, both men and horses showing the effects of a long, hard ride.
With his toes imprisoned in leather, Scattergood's brain refused to function, a characteristic which greatly chagrined his wife, Mandy so much so that she had considered sewing him up in his footwear, as certain mothers in the community sewed their children in their underwear for the winter. Scattergood had amassed a fortune that might be called handsome, but it had not made him effete.
Both women nodded, drawing in their breath with an awful relish. "'T will be a terrible loss to his mother," said Mandy Loomis. "Such a likely boy as he was gettin' to be, and 'Bind so little good, one way and another." "Do you think they'll hear news of Melody?" asked Mrs. Penny, changing the subject abruptly.
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