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Had no money for the Plate, and mother atempted to smugle a half dollar to me. I refused, however, as if I cannot give my own money to the Heathen, I will give none. Mother turned pale, and the man with the plate gave me a black look. What can he know of my reasons? Beresford lunched with us, and as I discouraged him entirely, he was very atentive to Sis.
"No, we're not!" declared Allen, as he loosed the halyards, letting the sail come down on the run. "I guess we'll have to abandon the Spider," he went on, "and tramp it. The snow is too heavy. We may upset." "Well, the girls are good walkers," observed Frank. "Which is a blessing," spoke Will. "Out of the Spider into the frying-pan. Don't you ask me to carry you, Sis," and he looked at his sister.
"Tell me, sis, if we pulled out of here and went to some other town, would you be better? How about Kansas City?" "No," says she. "Our feet ain't headed that way. I won't quit, dad." "You'll break your heart first, and your dad's?" "Yes, if necessary." "All to break into them sepulchers?" "No," says she; "there's a lot of things worth while more than that.
We sink we take se liberté to say to sis man 'Stay here till some one go to-morrow and fetch M. Bates." This struck Trenholme as just, and any objection he felt to spending the night under the same roof with the mysterious coffin did not seem worth remark. As for Saul, he professed himself satisfied with the arrangement.
He stirred up in a kind of a startlish way; but when he see it was only me he took a good gap and stretch, and then he says: "Hello, what's up? Don't cry, bub. What's the trouble?" I says: "Pap, and mam, and sis, and " Then I broke down. He says: "Oh, dang it now, DON'T take on so; we all has to have our troubles, and this 'n 'll come out all right. What's the matter with 'em?"
Puss asked no questions. She went and stood by Teague, and toyed gently with one of Sis's curls. "Sis don't take airter none er the Pringles," she said after a while, by way of explanation. "They hain't never bin a day when I couldn't look at Teague 'thout battin' my eyes, an' ma use to say she 'uz thes that away 'bout pap.
At length a bright idea struck her and turning to Cynthia she announced: "Why, Sis' Cynthia, I believes yo' tryin' ter projec' wid me; dat clock don' STRIKE 'TALL. But I 'clar I mus' be a-humpin' masef todes dera chillern. I shore mus'." "Yes, I'd 'vise it pintedly," asserted Cynthia, while Mammy Lucy added: "It's sprisin' how some folks juties slips dey min's."
When he and Eliza were alone he turned to her with a flush of embarrassment. "Aren't we the darnedest fools, Sis? I wouldn't mind if we had done the chief any good, but we haven't." He closed the lid of the tin box, which was nearly empty now, and pushed it away from him, laughing mirthlessly. "Hide that sarcophagus where I can't see it," he commanded. "It makes me sick."
Oh, dear, Bess, what are you doing now?" she called, as she noted an unusual activity on the part of the plump girl. "I'm just seeing if I'm heavy enough to close the lid of my trunk," was the answer. "No, I'm not," she exclaimed, as she hopped on and hopped off again. "Look out!" called Belle. "You nearly stepped on my veil-box, Bess." "Sorry, Sis, but you shouldn't leave it on the floor."
She is not at the circus with Thomas this time, for Thomas waylays me in the grass outside of the grub tent with a scheme of his own before I had time to eat supper. "'What'll you give me, Jeff, says he, 'if I tell you something? "'The value of it, son, I says. "'Sis is stuck on a freak, says Thomas, 'one of the side-show freaks. I don't like him. She does. I overheard 'em talking.
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