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Cordelia switched out of the room, her mouth set hard. She came back promptly. "Says they never have cabbage," she announced with gloomy triumph and a conclusive glance at Mr. Townsend. "Their girl was real sassy." "Oh, father, let's move away; let's sell the house," cried Adrianna in a panic-stricken tone.
Adrianna and Cordelia stared with roving eyes about the room, then at each other as if comparing notes on terror. George had a book which he studied furtively. All at once Adrianna gave a startled exclamation and Cordelia echoed her. George whistled faintly. Mrs. Townsend awoke with a start and Mr. Townsend's paper rattled to the floor. "Look!" gasped Adrianna.
"Adrianna, do have more sense!" he cried. "Oh, David, how can you talk so?" sobbed her mother. "I can't help it. I'm mad!" said he with emphasis. "What has got into this house and you all, anyhow?" "What is it, Adrianna, poor child," asked her mother. "Only look what has happened here." "It's an earthquake," said her father staunchly; "nothing to be afraid of."
That afternoon things went on as usual in the household until nearly four o'clock. Adrianna went downtown to do some shopping. Mrs. Townsend sat sewing beside the bay window in her room, which was a front one in the third story. George had not got home. Mr. Townsend was writing a letter in the library.
"I was coming by the vacant lot," she panted, "and I I had my new hat in a paper bag and a parcel of blue ribbon, and I saw a crowd, an awful oh! a whole crowd of people with white faces, as if they were dressed all in black." "Where are they now?" "I don't know. Oh!" Adrianna sank gasping feebly into a chair. "Get her some water, David," sobbed her mother.
Townsend and all the others, except Adrianna, who remained to tremble with the maid, sallied forth into the vacant lot. They had to go out the area gate into the street to reach it. It was nothing unusual in the way of vacant lots.
Love, which had been knocking urgently at their doors for so many futile years, heard at last a movement as of someone stirring within, and a hand upon the disused latch. O Yanna, Adrianna, They buried me away In the blue fathoms of the deep, Beyond the outer bay. But in the Yule, O Yanna, Up from the round dim sea And reeling dungeons of the fog I am come back to thee!
However, this last inducement for leaving Townsend Centre was not openly stated, only ingeniously surmised by the neighbours. "Sarah Townsend don't think there's anybody in Townsend Centre fit for her Adrianna to marry, and so she's goin' to take her to Boston to see if she can't pick up somebody there," they said. Then they wondered what Abel Lyons would do.
"I saw something," said George, in a sullen, boyish bass. The maid sobbed convulsively and so did Adrianna for sympathy. "We won't talk any about it," said David. "Here, Jane, you drink this hot tea it will do you good; and Cordelia, you hang out the clothes in our own yard. George, you go and put up the line for her." "The line is out there," said George, with a jerk of his shoulder.
He pursued it, clutching vainly, all around the room, then he swung himself on his heel with an exclamation and the thing fell to the floor again in the long heap. Then were heard hurrying feet on the stairs and Adrianna burst into the room. She ran straight to her father and clutched his arm; she tried to speak, but she chattered unintelligibly; her face was blue. Her father shook her violently.
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