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To start with, I'd be afeard the Lord'd visit it on me. . . . An' then it came out he'd Known the whole affair for more than two months. The girl had been to him." "And he never told? . . . I tell you what, Cherry Oliver! It's my belief that man would set up a confessional, if he could." "Don't 'ee tell up such things, Mary-Martha Polsue, or I'll go an' drown myself!"
Left to herself, and as Nicky-Nan passed out of sight around the corner beyond the bridge, Miss Charity Oliver warily opened her palm and examined the guinea. "By rights," she mused, "I ought to take this in to Mrs Penhaligon at once, and caution her about Alcibiades. . . . No, I won't, though. I'll call first and have it out with Mary-Martha.
You should be more careful of yourself than to come hurrying down the hill at such a rate, at your time of life," said Mrs Polsue. "It reddens the face, too: which is a consideration if you insist on wearing that bit of crimson in your hat. The two shades don't go together." "It is not crimson. It is cherry," said Miss Oliver. "Which, dear?" "The ribbon, Mary-Martha.
You should take more exercise." Mrs Polsue eyed her severely. "When an unmarried woman gets to your time of life, she's apt to think that everything can be got over with Fruit Salts and an occasional dose of Somebody's Emulsion. Whereas it can't. I take a mile walk up the valley and back every day of my life." "I don't believe you could perspire if you tried, Mary-Martha."
'Twas in my mind that I'd rather be on that committee than on any other. She's a proper lady, whatever you may say, Mary-Martha. And the spoons were real silver I took occasion to turn mine over, and there was the lion on the back of it, sure enough." "I saw you in the very act, and meant to tell you of it later; but other things drove it out of my head.
Knowing what I've told you of the relations between this Nanjivell and Mrs Penhaligon, and catching this Penhaligon child with a gold coin in his hand, and hearing from his own confession that the man gave it to him, even you might have drawn some conclusion, I'd have thought." "I declare, Mary-Martha, I wouldn't think so uncharitably of folks as you do, not if I was paid for it.
"His eyes," as she explained later, "were round in his head-round as gooseberries." "Well, I suppose I oughtn't to have taken it from the child. . . . But seeing that he didn't know its value, and there being something of a mystery in the whole business as Mary-Martha here will explain, though she will have it that the man is a German spy "
"Yes, I know it was my duty to call when they first came: but what with one thing and another, and not knowing how she might take it Of course, Mary-Martha, if you insist on walking ahead like a band-major, I can't prevent it. But it only shows a ruck in your left stocking." Mrs Polsue turned about in the road. "You were hoping, you said, that I'd be taking a proper stand?
She thinks she knows everything, and she has a way of making others believe it. But she has proved herself a broken reed over this affair: and," said Miss Oliver to herself with decision, "I rather fancy I'll make Mary-Martha sensible of it." "So you see, Mary-Martha, that for once in a way you were wrong and I was right." "You're too fond of sweepin' statements, Charity Oliver.
Confusion and the call to improvise an opening movement mantled her cheeks with that crimson tint which her friend Mary-Martha so often alleged to be unbecoming. "I stopped you," she answered, stammering a little, "because, with all our little differences in Polpier, we're all one family in a sense, are we not? We have a sort of fellow-feeling eh? whether in trouble or prosperity.
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