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"Nuthin' would do Ethelindy," her granny lifted an accusatory voice, still knitting briskly, though she looked rebukingly over her spectacles at the cowering girl, "when that thar Union dee-tachmint rid into Tanglefoot Cove like a rat into a trap " "Yes," interposed Mrs. Brusie, "through mistakin' it fur Greenbrier Cove."
"Nuthin' would do Ethelindy but she mus' up an' offer to show the officer the way out by that thar cave what tunnels through the spur of the mounting down todes the bluffs, what sca'cely one o' the boys left in the Cove would know now." "Else he'd hev been capshured," Ethelinda humbly submitted.
Then he called up another man an' made him open a bag, an' he snatched up my empty milk-piggin' an' poured it nigh full o' green coffee in the bean it be skeerce ez gold an' nigh ez precious." "An' what did you do with it, Ethelindy?" her mother asked, significantly not for information, but for the renewal of discussion and to justify the repetition of rebukes. These had not been few.
"Nobody comes nor goes ter that place hell itself ain't so avoided," said Mrs. Brusie, her forehead corrugated with sudden recurrence of anxiety. "Nobody else in this world would have resked it, 'ceptin' that headin' contrairy gal, Ethelindy Brusie." "I never resked nuthin," protested Ethelinda.
"Tell me one thing, Ethelindy," he said, lifting his bleared eyes as he clasped his tremulous hands more firmly on the head of his stick "tell me this which side air you-uns on, ennyhow, Ethelindy?" "I'm fur the Union," said Ethelinda, still weeping, and now and then wiping her sapphire eyes with the back of her hand, hard and tanned, but small in proportion to her size.
"I dun'no' how fur smallpox kin travel an' it jes' mulls and mulls in ye afore it breaks out don't it, S'briny?" "Don't ax me," said Mrs. Brusie, with a worried air. "I ain't no yerb doctor, nor nurse tender, nuther. Ethelindy is beyond my understandin'." She was beyond her own understanding, as she sat weeping slowly, silently.
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