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You go on about your play, Niece Janice. I'll git 'em done erlone somehow, by-me-by." Mrs. Day closed her eyes while she was still speaking. She was evidently glad to relax into her old custom again. Janice took down her aunt's sunbonnet from the nail by the side door and went out. Amusement had given place in the girl's mind to something like actual shrinking from these relatives and their ways.
This rather tactless speech made the girl suddenly look grave; but it did not quench her vivacity. She was staring about the dock, interested in everything she saw, when Uncle Jason drawled: "I s'pose ye got a trunk, Janice?" "Oh, yes. Here is the check," and she began to skirmish in her purse. "Wal! there ain't no hurry. Marty'll come down by-me-by with the wheelbarrer and git it for ye."
"Here, Jase! take two pails," urged Mrs. Day. "An' I wish you would git Pringle to cut ye a new pump-leather." But Mr. Day ignored the second pail. "I don't feel right peart to-day," he said, shambling off down the path. "And there's a deal of heft to a pail of water uphill, too. An' by-me-by I got ter go down to the dock, I s'pose, when the boat comes in, to meet Broxton's gal.
"My, but this beats anything that I ever saw before!" cried Sam, as the wind began to rush by them with ever-increasing velocity. "Him blow big by-me-by," said Cujo with a sober face. "Him big storm, dis." "The air was full of a moanin' sound," to use Aleck's way of expressing it. It came from a great distance and caused the monkeys and birds to set up more of a noise than ever.
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