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But death came in to separate the lovers, and Abigail's cheeks grew redder still, and her eyes were strangely bright as the fever burned in her veins, until at last when the Indian-summer sun was shining down upon the prairies, they buried her one day beneath the late summer flowers, and the almost boy-widower wore upon his hat the band of crape which Ethelyn remembered as looking so rusty when, the year following, he came to Chicopee.
Abigail's finer sight, however, was not deceived by this external resignation. She noted the faint shadows under the eyes, the increased whiteness of the temples, the unconscious traces of pain which sometimes played about the dimpled corners of the mouth, and watched her daughter with a silent, tender solicitude.
Miss Abigail and Miss Molly were silent in their rusty black, Miss Molly's soft eyes red with restrained tears, Miss Abigail's face like a flint. "A pretty place, this village is," said the motorist to the minister. "I have visited the Ellerys here. Really charming in summer time so utterly deserted and peaceful." He looked out of the window speculatively.
It was one thing to listen to Aunt Abigail's harrowing recitals, in a room made cheerful by firelight and companionship, and another to recall the same horrors in comparative solitude. "You're not foolish enough to believe in things of that sort," Ruth remarked, with a brave effort to maintain her air of superiority.
But perhaps it may occur to you that it's rather a good idea to keep a sharp eye on your "personality," whatever that is! It might be very handy, you know, to have a personality like Cousin Ann's which sent Elizabeth Ann's feet down the path; or perhaps you would prefer one like Aunt Abigail's. Well, take your choice.
Cowper. Abigail. Many persons naturally capable of great Attainments and elevated Stations have lived and died unknown the Dispensations of Providence analogous in this respect to the Arrangements of Nature Scripture Account of Nabal and Abigail Sources of Incongruous Marriages Ambition Wish to maintain the Respectability of a Family Persuasion of Friends early Disappointments Nabal's Conduct to David Abigail's Interposition Death of her Husband She becomes David's Wife.
There must be somethin' goin' on ter-day," he added, as he followed the long line of people down the narrow passage between the cars. There was no reply. Abigail's cheeks were pink and her bonnet-strings untied. Her eyes, wide opened and frightened, were fixed on the swaying, bobbing crowds ahead. In the great waiting-room she caught her husband's arm.
Nailor; though, had Keith read aright the color rising in her cheeks, he might have guessed that she was giving at least half her attention to his side of the room, where Miss Abigail was talking of her. Keith, however, was just then much interested in Miss Abigail's account of Dr. Locaman, who, it seemed, was more attentive to Lois than ever. "I don't know what she will do," she said.
I am going to make some toast for her supper. Eben, where are you going?" The Squire had set forth for the door in a determined rush. "I am going to see that boy, and know what this work means," he cried, in a loud voice of wrath and pity. However, Abigail's vivacious persistency of common-sense usually overcame her husband's clumsy headlongs of affection.
Dan, the captain's hired man, met them with the carriage at the station, and Miss Baker met them at the door of the Warren home. The exterior of the big, old-fashioned, rambling house was inviting and homelike, in spite of the gloomy weather, and Caroline cheered up a bit when they turned in at the gate. Five minutes of Miss Abigail's society, and all gloom disappeared.
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