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It was while she was reading Truxton's letter that the Flippins came by Mr. Flippin and his wife, Mary, and little Fidelity. A slender mulatto woman followed with a basket. The Flippins were one of the "second families." Between them and the Paines of King's Crest and the Bannisters of Huntersfield stretched a deep chasm of social prejudice.
His laugh was triumphant "Do you think I am going to let you? You are mine, Becky, and you know it. You are mine " Randy, having made a record run with Little Sister to the Flippins', had brought back Major Prime. When he returned Becky had disappeared. He looked for her, knowing all the time that she had gone down into the garden to meet Dalton.
"If the Flippins don't send that Daisy back to Washington," Mrs. Paine remarked, "she'll spoil all the negroes on the place." Mrs. Beaufort agreed, "I don't know what we are coming to. Did you see her high heels and tight skirt?" "Once upon a time," the Judge declaimed, "black wenches like that wore red handkerchiefs on their heads and went barefoot.
The war gave them a chance. We have now to show them that there is beauty and heroism in orderly living " He was talking to Madge. She was still with the Flippins. The injury to her foot had been more serious than it had seemed. She might have gone with Oscar and Flora when they left Hamilton Hill. But she preferred to stay. Flora was to go to a hospital; Madge would not be needed.
There was Scotch-Irish blood in the Flippins, and Mary's charm was in that of duskiness of hair and blueness of eye. "Oh, Randy Paine," she said, with her cheeks flaming, "when did you get back?" "Ten minutes ago. Mary, if you'll hand me that corking kid, I'll kiss her." Fiddle was handed over. She was rosy and round with her mother's blue eyes.
He has been relieved from duty at Washington, and will have all of his time to give to his own affairs. "There has been an epidemic of weddings. Flippins' Daisy waited just long enough to help Mrs.
And if you aren't afraid you'll come." Calvin and Mandy and their son, John, with Flippins' Daisy, had assembled the watermelons on a long table out-of-doors. Above the table on the branch of a tree was hung an old ship's lantern brought by Admiral Meredith to his friend, the Judge.
The brooding look was gone. She was leaning forward, lips parted "Then you think that he is homesick?" "I don't think. I know. Why, over there, my bones actually ached for Virginia." The Judge raised his coffee cup. "Virginia, God bless her," he murmured, and drank it down! The Flippins moved on presently the slender mulatto trailing after them.
The war gave them a chance. We have now to show them that there is beauty and heroism in orderly living " He was talking to Madge. She was still with the Flippins. The injury to her foot had been more serious than it had seemed. She might have gone with Oscar and Flora when they left Hamilton Hill. But she preferred to stay. Flora was to go to a hospital; Madge would not be needed.
She was not demonstrative, and it seemed inconceivable that she should care to hold Mrs. Flippins' hand. But there was a motherliness about Mrs. Flippin, a quality with which Madge had never before come closely in contact. "It is like the way I used to feel when I was a little girl and said my prayers at night," she told herself. Madge did not say her prayers now. Nobody did, apparently.
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