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"WORKING! Down to MCGUIRE'S!" Keith plainly did not yet understand. "Sure! An' he's got a real good position, too." Susan spoke jauntily, enthusiastically. "But the McGuires never buy pictures," frowned Keith, "or want " He stopped short. Face, voice, and manner underwent a complete change. "Susan, you don't mean that dad is CLERKING down there behind that grocery counter!"
"Take the air, indeed!" muttered Susan, watching from the kitchen window. "A whole lot of fresh air she'll get in Mis' McGuire's kitchen!" With another glance to make sure that Mrs. Nettie Colebrook was safely behind the McGuires' closed door, Susan crossed the kitchen and lifted the napkin of the breakfast tray. "Humph!" she grunted angrily, surveying the almost untouched breakfast.
Keith is over to the McGuires' all safe, so you don't have to worry about him." Susan's eyes were still mutinous, her voice still coldly disapproving. "Yes, I know he is," nodded Miss Dorothy with a bright smile. "Oh, you do!" "Yes. Well, that is er I " Under Susan's uncompromising frigidity Miss Dorothy's stammering tongue came to a painful pause. "Humph!" vouchsafed Susan.
'Misther Dugan, how old a-are ye? 'Sivinty-five, thanks be, says Dugan. 'Thin, says Gavin, 'take wan iv me cards, he says. 'I hope ye'll not forget me, he says. "'Twas there I got th' lah grip. Lastewise, it is me opinion iv it, though th' docthor said I swallowed a bug. It don't seem right, Jawn, f'r th' McGuires is a clane fam'ly; but th' docthor said a bug got into me system.
"Oh, yes, my hearin' ain't repaired in the least, ma'am." Susan turned her back and picked up another dish. Plainly, for Susan, the matter was closed. Mrs. Colebrook, after a vexed biting of her lip and a frowning glance toward Susan's substantial back, shrugged her shoulders and left the kitchen. A minute later, still hatless, she crossed the yard and entered the McGuires' side door.
The additional five minutes had been consumed by her going out of her way around the block so that she might see if Keith were visible in one of the McGuires' windows.
He works the shell game, and it got pretty hot for him after we left Cumberland. Well, say, this IS great! I guess the drinks are on the Pinkerton office. Thaw out, mister. Charge it to the Molly McGuires." In the mean time David Jenison, attired in a street gown belonging to Madam Bolivar, the strong lady, was on his way to the hotel, accompanied by Mrs.
"It was a mortgage those poor McGuires, you know, were in such trouble, and you " "Yes, I was always nervous about mortgages. I was bitten by one once. But dear me, I did not expect to have my youthful indiscretions coming out like this. What else did she tell you?" The girl laughed delightedly. "Well, we did rather talk you over. She said you were such a good son.
"Yes, I know." A quivering pain swept across the young girl's face. "Somehow, the war never seemed real to me before. 'T was jest somethin' 'way off a lot of Dagoes an' Dutchmen, like the men what dug up the McGuires' frozen water-pipes last spring, fightin'. Not our kind of folks what talked English.
But Susan's eyes were out the window on Keith's face Keith and his father were coming up the walk talking; and on Keith's face was a light Susan had never seen there before. It came to be the accepted thing almost at once, then, that Keith Burton and John McGuire should spend their mornings together on the McGuires' back porch.
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