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"Now, Miss Clorindy," said Dolf, when she had relieved her feelings by abusing Sally for her carelessness about the pies, and was once more tranquilly occupied with her work; "now, Miss Clorindy, jis' glorify us wid yer 'pinion 'bout de 'fairs ob dis dwellin' which we has all noticed is more mysteriouser dan is pleasant."
Clo assented gently to that self-evident proposition. "Do yer know what I'se often tought, Miss Clorindy," said Dolf, starting on a new tack. "'Spect I don't," said Clo. "I'se wished many a time, more lately'n I used ter, dat I could take some fair cretur I lobed ter my heart, and dat 'tween us we had money 'nuff ter start a restauration or sometin' ob dat sort." Clo sniffed a little.
"Dar's whar de coquettations comes in; dat's jis' de subjec' I'm 'proachin' yer wid." "Me!" cried Clo, in delightful innocence. "Laws, I didn't know yer even looked at me; I tought ye was fascinated wid dat Vic." "I'se neber too busy to reserve you, Miss Clorindy," said Dolf; "wherever I may be, whatever my ockipation, I'se eyes fur you.
I want yer to say, 'Miss Clorindy consents her most excruciating compliments, and begs to state that, owing to de 'picious ewent ob de master's weddin', she takes dis opportunity to 'quest de 'stinguished company ob Mr.
There is no telling to what extent Clorinda might have carried her revelations, but the old man interrupted her with all the excuses he could think of at so short notice. "I was just funning, Clorindy; don't go off the handle. In course I want to obleege you. Thar, thar! Now what do you want to have wrote? We ain't going to quarrel old friends like us."
"Ain't dat sense, Miss Clorindy?" demanded Dolf, getting impatient. "I hain't said it warn't," she replied. "Dis wuld is full ob mercenary men," Dolf went on, "searchin' fur de filty lucre; I'se glad I neber was one ob dem. I allers has 'spised de dross; gib me lobe, I says, and peace wid de fair one ob my choice, and I asks no more."
"But I don't know what yer mean," she went on, "no more'n de man in de moon." "Dar it is!" said Dolf. "Why, I b'lieves dat ar's de only reason de sect looks at de moon, cause dar's a man in it." "Oh, he's too far off," returned Clo, with a prolonged chuckle at her own wit; "too high up for much use." "Bery good," said Dolf, "bery good indeed! Yer's in fine spirits to-day, Miss Clorindy."
The truth was Sally had not observed the gown, but its bright crimson had struck Clorinda's fancy, and being tempted to stare at it enviously herself, she concluded the girl must be doing the same thing. "Jis' obsarve what Miss Clorindy tells yer," remarked Dolf, "and yer'll be on the road ter 'provement; Sally, yer couldn't hab a more reficient guide."
"Dis life is full of mysteriousness, Miss Clorindy," he said in a meditative tone. Clorinda snipped off the tops from the carrots she was preparing for her soup, and assented. "Dar ain't much wuth livin' for," she said gloomily.
Miss Dinah had come up from the village, and her ebony suitor was expected. With that and their delight at Miss Elsie's improvement, the whole staff was in excellent spirits. "It's one ob dem 'casions," said Dolf, "when we ort ter do somethin' a little out ob de common run what do yer say, Miss Clorindy?"
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