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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Hev ennybody been spiteful ter you-uns ter-day?" she asked, in an almost maternal solicitude, and with a flash of partisan anger in her eyes. "Git out'n my road, Eveliny," he said, fretfully, pushing by, and throwing the saddle on the floor. There was no one in the room but the occupant of the rude box on rockers which served as cradle. Absalom had a swift, prescient fear.
"Oh, Eveliny!" he cried, "I never war so beset an' sorry an' " She struck his hand down; her eyes blazed. Her aspect was all instinct with anger. "I do declar' I'll never furgive ye ter spite him so an' kem an' tell me! An' shame him so ez he can't hold his place an' kem an' tell me! An' bow him down so ez he can't show his face whar he hev been so respected by all an' kem an' tell me!
"It air jes' one o' thar most contrarious ways. I hev seen 'em set down an' cry fur joy an' pleasure." But Steve was doubtful. "It be a powerful low-sperited gift fur them ez hev ter 'bide along of 'em. Eveliny never useter be tearful in nowise.
"Eveliny," she said, "'pears like ter me ye talk mighty little. Thar ain't no use in gittin' tongue-tied up hyar on the mounting." Evelina started and raised her eyes, dilated with a stare of amazement at this unexpected overture.
The old crone recognized no treachery in her heart. She laid a warning finger upon her lips. All the men were asleep. Evelina stretched out her yearning arms. "Gin him ter me!" "Naw, naw, Eveliny," huskily whispered Absalom's mother. "Ye oughter kem hyar an' 'bide with yer husband ye know ye ought." Evelina still held out her insistent arms. "Gin him ter me!" she pleaded.
"I'd place heap mo' dependence in Eveliny ef she didn't hev this hyar way o' cryin' all the time. She 'lows she's glad she kem so glad she hev lef Abs'lom fur good an' all an' then she busts out a-cryin' agin. I ain't able ter argufy on sech." "Shucks! wimmen air always a-cryin', an' they don't mean nuthin' by it," exclaimed the old man, in the plenitude of his wisdom.
He pushed her into her rocking-chair in the chimney-corner, and laughed again with the supreme pleasure of the moment, although she had leaned her head against the logs of the wall, and was sobbing aloud with the contending emotions that tore her heart. "Didn't ye ever want ter kem afore, Eveliny?" he demanded. "I hev been a-pinin' fur a glimge o' ye."
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