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The quartette settled down to calm, now that the danger was over, but the talk still ran on Mrs. Dick. "She's been married twice before, hasn't she?" asked Miss Crilly. "Before what?" chuckled Mrs. Albright. "O-h! Did I? That's one on me, sure! Well, maybe it is 'before' who knows! What else could she be goin' off at half-past five with the milkman for?
Although she is simply a servant, she is both pretty, intelligent and industrious." "Do you know her?" asked Vinton, both delighted and surprised. "Certainly I do," answered his companion; "her name is Mary Crilly, and she is living with a family on Logan Place." "Can't you introduce me?" inquired Vinton anxiously.
"And David wanted to go and drive her off, so we could get by," put in Leonora; "but I held on to him!" "I could have done it as well as that man," insisted David, looking somewhat disgusted at the lack of faith in his ability. "He 'most got away from us!" laughed Miss Crilly. "We all had to grab him!" "Did the cow's owner come?" Miss Castlevaine queried.
"No danger of your not knowing what to say!" laughed Miss Major. "Some of the time we talked about Belgian hare," answered Miss Sterling demurely. "Belgian hare!" grinned Miss Crilly. "I bet you didn't talk five or six hours about Belgian hare!" Juanita Sterling chuckled gayly. "He asked what I had for dinner yesterday, and I told him'" "Honest?" gasped Miss Mullaly. "Yes," nodded the other.
How did you like the dinner yesterday noon?" She smiled knowingly. "It's good-bye, pudding, forevermore!" laughed Miss Crilly. "Didn't it seem queer not to have a bit of dessert?" "Same as other days," returned Miss Major. "I suppose the Sunday pie will go next." "So I heard!" Miss Castlevaine's lips thinned themselves together. "But that isn't the worst thing! Do you know about Mrs. Dick?"
"I'm awfully afraid to let you do it oh, Polly, don't!" Miss Crilly was close to tears. "Had you rather die?" she demanded. "You may be sick yourself and want a doctor! How are you going to get him?" "If I'm sick I bet I'll make such a fuss they'll send for a doctor and a good one too!" cried Miss Crilly hysterically. Polly had risen, and Miss Sterling drew her within the circle of her arm.
"We'd every one of us give our eye-teeth for such a ride with the president, and you know it!" "My! I guess we would!" Miss Crilly performed a pirouette. "I'd run my feet off to get into the car!" "Well, what did you talk about?" queried Miss Mullaly coaxingly. "Yes, we want to hear," urged Miss Crilly; "so when we go with him we shall know what to say."
What do you s'pose it means? I'm scart to death! I do' want to squeal on Mis' Dick I always liked Mis' Dick! An' if they ask me, I can't lie it out! Oh, what would you do?" Miss Crilly came near being distressed. "Why," answered Miss Sterling, "I think I should keep still unless I were asked. In that case I should tell all I knew." "Oh, dear, I hate to squeal!" "Maybe you won't have to.
"I'd wait if I were you," agreed Miss Sterling. "I think it will be better all round." "Well," yielded Polly reluctantly, and sat down again. "What you going to tell him, anyway?" questioned Miss Crilly a bit anxiously. "Why everything!" Polly's hands flew apart with expressive gesture. "I'm afraid he won't want to interfere." "He isn't a fool!" retorted Polly.
She says she doesn't know whether it took her breath away suddenly, or what; but she fainted! When she came to, Miss Sniffen was rubbing her I guess she was pretty well frightened! There wasn't anything more said about whipping! After she made up her mind that Miss Twining wasn't likely to die right off, she and the riding-whip left." "Oh, dear, what will become of us!" cried Miss Crilly.
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