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"Come on, Wattie," she said in a small, superior way, very much as if she had added: "These grown people have weaknesses which it is better for us to pretend not to know. They are going to talk about them." Mrs. Randall waited until the two little figures idled across the dooryard before she spoke. "I don't think you ought to act the way you do, Elick, just because you don't like Mr.
I had ter hold de yarn on mah hans w'en she wuz nittin'. I members one time I wuz keepin' flies off de table usin' a bunch ob peacock feathers en I went ter sleep standin' up en she tole me ter go back ter de kitchen." "I went en finish mah nap." "One day ole Uncle Elick woke Marster Brown fum his atter-noon nap tellin' 'im dat de prettiest men dat I ever seed wuz passin' by on de road.
Anderson, and he brought it up before the Session, and they didn't seem to think anything more need to be said about it. It's all dead and gone now, and of course you know I've been sorry time and time and again. I don't suppose I ought to say it, but it wasn't altogether my fault. She never did act right, but then, of course" "Elick!" The man heard his name in a quick gasp behind him.
"I guess I'll change my clothes, Matildy, and go over t' the church this afternoon and meet the Session." She felt the burden of years lifted from her shoulders. She said simply, "I'm real glad of it, Elick. You'll find two shirts in the middle drawer. I think the under one's the best." Matilda went back to her work, and thought how the stain would be wiped away.
I don't want him to say anything to me." "Oh, he didn't say anything, Elick. What was there to say?" "He doesn't gener'ly keep still because he has nothin' to say." The man gave a muffled, explosive laugh, and pushed back his chair. Mrs. Randall's eyelids reddened. She laid down her work and got up.
His thick, obscure voice seemed to tangle itself in the hay-colored mustache that hid his mouth. His tone was tantalizingly free from anger. "I wish you wouldn't, Elick," said his wife reproachfully; "not before the children, anyway."
I put 'em in me pocket, but I 'spects they's blowed out; and when I was a-comin' away fru de woods, right dar whar ole Elick Potts used to hab his cabin reckon you nebber seed dat cabin; it was all tumbled down 'fore you was born right dar in de clarin' I seed five horses, all tied to de trees.
But the weary woman, lying so still in her old room in her father's house, had a heavier cross. Her mother tiptoed into the room, the morning after her arrival, and stood beside her until she opened her eyes. "Elick is outside, Matildy. Shall I tell him to come in?" She shook her head, and closed her eyes again wearily. The old woman went out, and confronted her gray-haired husband helplessly.
I just had to set here and take it." "No, you didn't, Matilda: you didn't have to stay any more than I did." "Elick!" The woman's voice had a sharp reproof in it. He had touched the Calvinistic quick. She might not reverence the man, but the minister was sacred. "Well, I can't help it," persisted her husband obstinately. "You can take what you please off him.
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