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And in order to make clear the truth of the statement just made, namely, that Fate had achieved something when it brought Galusha Bangs to the door of Martha Phipps' home that rainy night in October in order to emphasize the truth of that statement it may be well, without waiting further, to explain just who Galusha Cabot Bangs was, and who and what his family was, and how, although the Bangses were all very well in their way, the Cabots his mother's family were "the banking Cabots of Boston," and were, therefore, very great people indeed.
"Oh, no, no. We are not related. Merely friends." "I see. I thought there wan't any Bangses in that family. His wife was a Cahoon, wan't she?" "I I BEG your pardon?" "I asked you if she wan't a Cahoon; Cahoon was her name afore she married Hall, wan't it?" "Oh, I don't know, I'm sure.... Now, really, that's very funny, very." "What's funny?" "Why, you see, I " Mr.
He was near dead before he came here, though he looks pretty smart now had a fever. Some of the folks here hev got it around he was out of his head, a man so, a-settin' around out o' doors, writin' from mornin' till night. Lord, how mad it made the Bangses!" Mrs. Hopper indulged in an abrupt retrospective laugh of enjoyment.
Tidditt, says she, 'there's one thing I'll say for you you don't talk." Miss Phinney boarded with the Bangses, and Bailey was acquainted with her personal peculiarities; for that matter so were most of Bayport's permanent residents. "Humph!" he snorted indignantly. "She thought 'twas a good thing not to talk, hey? SHE did? Well, by mighty! you never get no CHANCE to talk when she's around.
"It'll be awful pleasant for you two orthers to get acquainted. The Bangses don't keep cows, an' every night at milkin' time, over he comes to get a glass o' warm milk; guess he likes to talk to our men-folks. Old Bangs ain't much comp'ny for anybody, let alone a writer. He's got a man with him to wait on him; a kind o' nurse, I b'lieve.
"It's a pretty quiet place here ain't much of a village, but then you said you wanted a quiet place to write in. I guess you'll be s'prised there's another orther here. Maybe you know him, his name's Longworth, John Longworth? Don't! Why, he lives to New York! No, he ain't right here in the house, he's across the street to the Bangses', but you'll see him," she said, encouragingly.
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