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She never ventured to say any thing to her sister on the subject, however. There was a gulf between the two that widened like a river, hour by hour. Toward evening a letter came from the boarding-house, directed to Professor Valeyon. It was in Abbie's handwriting, and must contain some news of Bressant.
If I could have spoken more explicitly but she'll be prepared, and that's a great step toward clearing things up. Gee up! Dolly." "Sophie," said Cornelia, several days afterward, "do you know, I believe I'll stay for that party at Abbie's, after all."
The whole thing pretty nigh broke Hannah's heart, but she wa'n't the kind to give up while there was a shot in the locker. "She went to the closet and found that Kenelm's Sunday hat and coat was gone. Then she locked the back door again and cut acrost the lots down to Abbie's. She crept round the back way and peeked under the curtain at the settin'-room window.
A little shiver quivered through Abbie's frame as she answered: "I hope I should have strength to do what I thought right; and I believe I should." "Yes, you think so now," persisted Ester, "because there is no danger of any such trial; but I tell you I don't believe, if you were brought to the test, that you would do any such thing." Abbie's tone in reply was very humble.
My only consolation is that he is a man of wealth and culture, and indeed in every other respect entirely unexceptionable." A new light dawned upon Ester. This was the secret of Abbie's "strangeness." Mr. Foster was one of those rare and wonderful men about whom one occasionally reads but almost never meets, and of course Abbie, being so constantly under his influence, was constantly led by him.
He sealed them all in one envelope, which he addressed and confided to Abbie's care for prompt delivery to Carter on his arrival. Then he went back to the bunkhouse and in ten minutes was fast asleep. As he pulled out in the morning Red noted that the horses which he rode and packed were Douglass's private property.
"Well, Kenelm was paralyzed, but he lit up one of the cigars and found 'twas better than Abbie's brand. He asked Hannah what she thought the church folks would say, but she said she didn't care what they said; her travels had broadened her mind and she couldn't cramp herself to the ideas of a little narrow place like East Wellmouth.
She rapped at the front door. A woman appeared at the window and pointed to the side of the house. Abbie's face expressed surprise and resentment. She backed down the steps and made her way to the back door. The woman, Owen Frazer's wife, let her into the kitchen. "Owen! Here be Abbie Snover!" Owen Frazer came in from the front of the house. "Good day! Didn't expect you here.
She was very simply attired in a loose-fitting white dress with short sleeves, and about her slender waist was tied one of Abbie's huge gingham aprons. Her riding Hessians had been replaced with a pair of diminutive sandals which made a clicking little patter as she walked.
There was a fearful tumult raging in her own soul; her last stronghold had been shattered. Of late she had come to think that Abbie's Christian life was but a sweet reflection of Mr. Foster's strong, true soul; that she leaned not on Christ, but on the arm of flesh. She had told herself very confidently that if she had such a friend as he had been to Abbie, she should be like her.
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