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Updated: July 4, 2025
It had been plain that the visitor's youth, strength, and good looks had thrown Carder into a panic. He would stop at nothing. Nothing. A lanky youth with trousers tucked in his boots at last appeared, slouching down toward the meadow to get the cows. Geraldine came out of her apprehensive mental pictures with a sigh, and rose. She gathered her flowers, and moved slowly back toward the house.
Geraldine was exquisite to look at now as she faced her jailer. That ethereal quality which was hers gave her spirituelle face a wonderful appeal. "Ben was right," thought Mrs. Barry with a thrill of pride. "She is a thoroughbred." "Mr. Carder," she said, approaching still nearer, her peremptory tone forcing him to turn his long, twitching face toward her, "Miss Melody is about to marry my son.
The grocer smiled, looked off, and shook his head. "You say you've met Rufus Carder? Well, ye don't know him or else ye wouldn't ask that. Don't monkey with the buzz-saw is a pretty good motter where he's concerned. I'm lookin' fer Pete now. This is his day to come in an' stock up. He's so stupid he couldn't make up anything, and we'll know fer sure if there's any truth at all in the story."
Ben came from behind the starch boxes, went out the door, and accosted him. "Do you want to make five dollars?" he asked. "Do I?" drawled the boy, winking at him. "Ain't I got a girl?" "Then jump in and drive this car out to the Carder farm. I want to talk to Pete." "Eh-h-h! You're a reporter!" cried the boy. "Less see the money." Ben promptly produced it. "In with you now."
They had followed the flat ribbon of sliver from the Carding Machine. At the Drawing Frame six ribbons from the Carder were all brought together into one ribbon and so gained in quality, while losing more impurities during a second severe process of combing out. "And even now it's not ready for spinning," explained Raymond.
"What did the girl tell you!" cried her son. She clutched her breast, her lips moved, but no sound emerged. Rufus saw that she was too frightened to speak. "Don't be scared," he said roughly. "All you've got to do is to tell me the truth." He made a mighty effort to control his rasping voice. "Did you know Geraldine was goin' away?" Mrs. Carder shook her head speechlessly. "Sit up, Ma.
Carder, poor dumb automaton, volunteered a remark; and the most silver-tongued orator could not have better pleased Geraldine with eloquence. "Used to be quite a lot grow down in the medder," she said. Geraldine's heart beat like a little triphammer, but she did not look up from her plate, nor change her listless expression. "I'd like to go and see if there are any," she said. "I love them.
If a 'prentice of mine cannot clean his platter, I know that I shall get little from him with carder and teazel. Thew and sinew need building up. A slice from that round of beef, William! Touching that same battle of Ober-Graustock, Colonel, what part was played in the fray by that regiment of Pandour horse, in which, as I understand, thou didst hold a commission?
The worst mistake of all those that I have made was marrying the woman who has shirked mothering you; and after I am gone I know you have nothing to expect from her. I am financially involved with Rufus Carder to an extent that gives me constant anxiety. He has happened to see you and taken a violent fancy to you, and this fact has made him withdraw the pressure that has made my nights miserable.
Ah, if it should rain to-morrow and the leaden hours should drag by in that odious house! After having indulged a ray of hope, such a prospect seemed unbearable. In her rôle of trusty she had constrained herself to civility. She had taken Mrs. Carder the flowers last night, and Rufus had put some tiny blooms in his buttonhole and caressed them at supper-time with significant glances at her.
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