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For a flea, my dear-gentlemen may bring that theirselves; but a b , that's a stationary, and born of a bed. Don't you hear? The other thing 'd give him a minute's rest; but a flea's hop-hop-off and on. And he sound like an old gentleman worried by a flea. What are you doing? Mrs. Mel had knocked at the door. The landlady waited breathlessly for the result. It appeared to have quieted Old Tom.
I'll give you another gold-piece for him." Words stuck in Flea's throat, and she only clung closer to the suckling. At last she murmured, "What do ye want with him?" The man threw back his head and laughed. "Why, to eat him, of course. We always have roast pig for dinner the day after the fair." Flea dug her toe into the dust and flung up a cloud of it, as her face drew into a sulky frown.
He made a desperate move toward her; but the cat rose threateningly, its hair standing on end in a mound upon the humped back. Lem fell away with an oath, and Scraggy, smiling wanly, petted the vicious brute. "I said ye was to keep away, Lem. Wait till I get done. Flea's got to be some 'un else's, not yers." "Who's?" Lem's voice rose; but he did not advance toward her. "I dunno; but I seed him.
"Yep, with Lem Crabbe," replied Cronk; "he's to be her man on her next birthday. I bet he brings the kid to his likin'!" "Lem's a bad man, Lon," replied Mrs. Cronk, "and ye be one, too, if ye be my own son, and Flea's your own flesh and blood, and I like her. It would be a good thing if ye let her stay to hum while I be a livin'; and I mean what I say, and I'm yer mammy, and that's the truth!"
It was hard for Horace Shellington to lie flagrantly, and his explanation sounded forced. The music in his voice pierced the childish lethargy of Flea's soul, awakening it to womanhood. Intuition told her that he had lied for her sake. "And you gave him the birds, too?" Everett asked sneeringly, glancing at the scattered bones. "No, I gave the dog the birds," replied Horace simply.
To these children, brought up animal-like in the midst of misery and hate, their world revolved round their stomachs, too often empty. But this new trouble the terror of Flea's going with Lem had made a man of Flukey, and bread and molasses sank into oblivion. He was ready to shield her from the thief with his life. "Get along!" ordered Flea.
He rides a black horse, and has a fine, big body and wears yeller boots. This afternoon when the day was darkenin' I saw him from the railroad bed, and I saw Flea's spirit a travelin' with him. I know that ye cared for her this long time back; but ye can't have her." "Who be the feller?" demanded Lem, frowning. "I said I didn't know, and I don't." "Were Flea with him?"
She squirmed about until her face was far below his arm, and muttered: "If you try to kiss me, I'll dig a hole in yer mug!" Half-mocking at the threat, half-inviting its fulfilment, Everett laughed. Then, with all his strength, he forced Flea's angry, crimsoned face up to his and closed his lips over her red mouth, kissing her again and again. The girl struggled until she was free.
She turned her head slowly and looked off into the dark end of the cemetery, over which hung a mist. Through this veil the pale moon watched the earth with steady gaze. From among the monuments and time-scarred headstones, looming darkly in the forbidding silence, an apparition arose, and to Flea's vivid imagination it seemed as if voiceless gray ghosts were peopling God's Acre on all sides.
Several times Brimbecomb had refused to further his acquaintance with the twins. "I only wish he would like those poor children," said she. "I care so little what our other friends think!" Shellington pondered a moment. He reflected on Flea's beseeching face as she pleaded for Flukey, and he decided that the censure of all his acquaintances could not take his protection from her.
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