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To ascend this shaft one climbed upon small triangular steps fitted alternately in the rear corners of it; and it was entered through a sliding, spring-secured panel of the "keeping-room." No stranger would have discovered that the panel was a doorway, and even to Alfaretta it suggested deeds of darkness and treachery.
Alfaretta broke the silence, explaining: "No, he didn't say any such thing. He said we was to come choose horses to ride, and when he said one was white I picked that out at once. I can't really believe you mean it, Mrs. Ford, though course Ma Babcock I never heard o' such folks never never in my life. It certainly does beat the Dutch.
By this time Mattie had entered into the spirit of the thing and had never been happier in her life. This Alfaretta was so jolly, so friendly, so full of talk. So wholly satisfied in her conscience, too, now that "one of the family" was beside her to share the risk she had assumed of using other people's provisions so recklessly. But in that she had misjudged her genial hosts.
Suppawn and milk was the customary supper at the Mansion, and as its mistress liked to have the pudding cooked for a long time and also continually stirred during that operation, Alfaretta had become expert in the matter of managing. The pot was duly put on at the hour appointed, and the Indian meal carefully sifted into the salt, boiling water.
Good-by, and good luck, Boss! By that token I never seen you look that happy as you do this day, man alive, never!" "I never had such reason to be glad, Andy boy! Good-by, good-by!" Mr. Ford started off at a brisk pace, the young folks trying to equal his long strides, and Alfaretta asking: "Is that cripple crazy? What'd he mean by sellin' things to 'Cookies' and what's a 'school-ma'am-racket'?"
Then she stopped abruptly, feeling her position as the preacher's wife in a way of which she had never thought. Alfaretta's father was an elder in John's church, which gave her a certain ease in speaking to her mistress that did not mean the slightest disrespect. "Is it the words of it you don't like?" said Alfaretta, rather relieved, since her singing had not been criticised.
Her mistress looked at her in astonishment, but her father put his big hand over the gate, and, wrenching the little latch open, strode up to the front door of the parsonage. Helen and her maid looked at each other; Alfaretta's face working convulsively to keep back the tears, and her mistress's eyes full of disapproval. "Why did you say that, Alfaretta?" she said. "It was not true; you knew Mr.
By the time he reached the parsonage, to which an officious young person of whom he had inquired his way conducted him, he had attained a pitch of angry excitement which drove all theological arguments out of his mind. Alfaretta greeted him with a blank stare, and then a sudden brightening of her face as he gave his name. "You're her uncle!" she cried. "How is she? and when is she comin' back?
There, too, was Alfaretta, clasping the hands of all the newcomers, fairly dancing up and down in her excitement, "hail-fellow-well-met" with them all, forgetful for once of the difference in their social positions which had used to make her shy and restrained. "Be I awake or asleep? How in my senses have you all got away out here to this jumpin' off place of all creation?
He helped Alfaretta carry the thing through to a triumphant finale, they two alone; for all the others had laughed themselves out of place and tune, with Monty interspersing the melody by outrageous cat calls and screechings of "Maria Maouw, come and catch these Three Blind Mice!" "Maria! Maria! Pussy, pussy cat Maria Come to supper!" echoed Leslie, laughing as he rarely laughed.
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