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"Of course I knew you wasn't I only asked; but I don't see how you can have a funeral no way, Ann. There won't be any coffin, nor any hearse, nor any procession, nor " "There'll be mourners," broke in Ann. "They're what makes a funeral," said Paulina Maria, putting on an apron she had brought. "Folks that's had funerals knows."
"You've passed the danger place, and there'll be wealth and a man who's been in danger, too; and there's children, beautiful children I see them." In confusion, Fleda snatched her hand away. "Good-bye, you fool-woman," she said impatiently, yet gently, too. "You talk such sense and such nonsense. Good-bye," she added brusquely, but yet she smiled at the woman as she turned away.
"So all that I have to do is to handle the newspapers," pursued the other imperturbably. "All right. There'll be no more than a paragraph in any paper to-morrow. 'Working-Girl Drops Dead, or something like that. You can sleep easy, gentlemen." So obvious was the taunt that Hal stared at his friend, astounded. Upon the Doctor it made no impression. "Say, Ellis.
"I cal'late he's fetchin' some truck I ordered last week. Do you want him to see you here?" "I don't care. He don't know but what you and me are the best of friends. Yet, I don't know. Maybe it's just as well he don't see me; then there'll be no excuse for talk. I'll step inside and wait." She returned to the kitchen, and Seth went out to meet the wagon.
It'll be jolly living in the city." "I don't know," said Harry thoughtfully. "I think I like a village just as well." "What sort of a place is Granton, where you come from?" "It's a farming town. There isn't any village at all." "There isn't much going on here." "There'll be more than in Granton. There's nothing to do there but to work on a farm."
The time passes so deuced pleasantly here. Well, they'll all be at the yards to-morrow. You fellows had all better come and see them sold. There'll be a little lunch, and perhaps some fizz. You go to the stock agents, Runnimall and Co.; here's their address, Jack, he says to me, looking me straight in the eyes.
"Of course," said his mother, "you'll see things clearer as you do them. There'll be changes." "Surely!" His mind was already miles ahead. "Mother, I've got it now, for sure!" "What now?" She laughed, enthusiastically. "Isn't this a whopper? No ads." "But why not, Joe? That would support the paper." "No, not a line. I don't expect the paper to pay. That's where our money comes in.
But I put it upo' your conscience, Master Marner, as there's one of 'em you must choose ayther smacking or the coal-hole else she'll get so masterful, there'll be no holding her."
Old Sophy was at the window and saw them walking up and down the garden-alleys. She watched them as her grandfather the savage watched the figures that moved among the trees when a hostile tribe was lurking about his mountain. "There'll be a weddin' in the ol house," she said, "before there's roses on them bushes ag'in. But it won' be my poor Elsie's weddin', 'n' ol' Sophy won' be there."
"It's the Lord will reward ye, sir, for looking after the fatherless and widowed," said the woman, as she cast a thankful glance about the cheerful room, and then upon the benevolent face before her. "There'll be three witnesses for ye if ever we get to the blessed land, and sure ye'll not need them either, I'm thinking!"
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