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Updated: May 16, 2025
"Day before yesterday Clariss' went out in the yard to rake up a apron o' chips, an' happened to take notice that thar wusn't a sign o' smoke comin' out o' the old woman's chimney. It was cold enough to freeze hard boiled eggs, an' she 'lowed some'n had gone wrong down at the cabin, so she run in whar I wus, skeerd into kinniptions. 'Mr.
"LOVE! he says," mocked Jim, grinning at the company. "What about it, then?" asked Aaron. "It's life! Love is life," said Jim fiercely. "It's a vice, like drink," said Lilly. "Eh? A vice!" said Jim. "May be for you, old bird." "More so still for you," said Lilly. "It's life. It's life!" reiterated Jim. "Don't you agree?" He turned wolfishly to Clariss.
She hates me like a rattlesnake, an' has jest come heer so she kin devil me to death. I see it now. She seed she wusn't worryin' me much over thar in 'er ol' cabin, an' she's jest bent on gittin' nigher." "I reckon that's jest yore yore conscience a-talkin'," opined Slogan. "Thar's no gittin' round it, Clariss, you did sorter rub it in when Sally wus alive.
"Alas, no, there we aren't," cried Clariss. She was beautiful too, with her lifted upper-lip. "We both want to be loved, and so we miss each other entirely. We run on in two parallel lines, that can never meet." She laughed low and half sad. "Doesn't SHE love you?" said Aaron to Jim amused, indicating Josephine. "I thought you were engaged." "HER!" leered Jim vindictively, glancing at Josephine.
Shore enough, thar wusn't a bit o' smoke about the cabin. So I tol' Clariss' to run down an' see what wus wrong, but she wouldn't budge out o' her tracks.
Then he turned round in his chair, and saw Clariss sitting at the feet of Julia, with one white arm over her friend's knee. Jim immediately stuck forward his muzzle and gazed at her. Clariss had loosened her masses of thick, auburn hair, so that it hung half free. Her face was creamy pale, her upper lip lifted with odd pathos! She had rose-rubies in her ears. "I like HER," said Jim.
The pianola stopped, they all chatted indiscriminately. Jim was watching the new-comer Mrs. Browning with a concentrated wolfish grin. "I like her," he said at last. "I've seen her before, haven't I? I like her awfully." "Yes," said Josephine, with a slight grunt of a laugh. "He wants to be loved." "Oh," cried Clariss. "So do I!" "Then there you are!" cried Tanny.
I tol' 'er the last time I wus thar the ol' huzzy wouldn't so much as notice me, an' that I'd had 'nough trouble lookin' atter my own pore kin without galivantin' about atter my kin by a' unfortunate marriage, but nothin' would do 'er but fer me to go, so I did, an' found the old woman had run clean off. Well, when I told Clariss' that, she mighty nigh had a fit.
May I ask why Lord Beltravers could not possibly have appeared to advantage at Lady Grace Bland's?" "Because I know he cannot endure her; I have heard him, speaking of her, quote what Johnson or somebody says of Clariss 'a prating, preaching, frail creature." "Good!" said the general, "he said this of his own aunt!" "Aunt! You cannot mean that Lady Grace is his aunt?" cried Beauclerc.
But I can't get much fire in my hatred. They pall on me rather," said Lilly. "Ay!" said Aaron, suddenly stirring in his chair. Lilly and he glanced at one another with a look of recognition. "Still," said Tanny, "there's got to be a clearance some day or other." "Oh," drawled Clariss. "I'm all for a clearance. I'm all for pulling the house down.
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