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It was Amy who gave the answer, though her statement ended in an interrogative upward note as if it asked a question. "Then come to the front door." Aunt Abigail's head disappeared and the shutter closed.
Oh, you don't know Aunt Abigail as well as I do." But though they searched the section of the woods Jerry had designated as the habitat of the rare fern, and called Aunt Abigail's name at frequent intervals, there was no answer, nor did they find anything to indicate that there had been an earlier visitor to the locality.
"Oh, Peggy!" and then stood listening vainly for the reply. "She took Dorothy and went somewhere," Amy explained. "That was the last thing I saw. Oh, Peggy! Peggy Raymond!" Repeated calls were fruitless. "Perhaps she went to the barn to see about the horses," was Aunt Abigail's contribution to the jumble of suggestions, and Priscilla and Ruth promptly volunteered to test its accuracy.
But before he could introduce the subject, his attention was claimed by the news of Aunt Abigail's mysterious disappearance. As all the girls talked at once, the resulting explanation was somewhat confused, and Jerry gathered the impression that Hobo was being held responsible for driving Aunt Abigail into the pear-tree.
But clearly it was no time for recrimination, and after a moment all of them were following Peggy's example, and hastily examining the various articles of hand luggage which contained Aunt Abigail's belongings.
Abigail Williams and Ann Putnam both "made offer to strike at Elizabeth Procter; but when Abigail's hand came near, it opened, whereas it was made up into a fist before, and came down exceedingly lightly as it drew near to said Procter, and at length, with open and extended fingers, touched Procter's hood very lightly; and immediately Abigail cries out, 'My fingers, my fingers, my fingers burn! and Ann Putnam takes on most grievously of her head, and sinks down."
As she finished speaking a bell pealed through the flat pealed with an irritable suggestion that it had been rung unavailingly before. Followed the abigail's footstep as she pursued her unhurried way to answer its imperative demand, and presently a visitor was shown into the room. He was a man of over seventy, erect and well-preserved, with white hair and clipped moustache.
"Yes 'm," Ruby answered, as she ran away to find Ruthy, thinking that little girls in Miss Abigail's time must have been very different from the little girls she knew, and wondering whether Miss Abigail looked as tall and thin when she was a little girl as she did now, and whether she used to be just as proper and precise.
When she had finished her story, I answered, that indeed I had never heard before of any such relations, and immediately gave her out of my purse ten guineas for their present relief, saying I would do what I could for them." Not contented with conferring important benefits on Abigail's brothers and sister, the Duchess tells us that even the husband of Mrs. Masham had several obligations to her.
Markham, as she hemmed his pocket handkerchiefs, working his initials in the corner with pink floss, and upon the last and best, the one which had cost sixty-two and a half cents, venturing to weave her own hair, which was long, and glossy, and black, as Abigail's had been. Several times a week during Richard's absence, she visited Mrs.
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