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"Can't help it, Aunt Hepsy; it's surplus steam; must let it off, or I can't answer for the consequences." And he cheered again and again, till Keziah ran to see what was the matter. She went back to the kitchen saying to herself, "When I see an' hear that here, I feel like believin', Deacon Frost, that the world's comin' to an end."
Keane's pleasant, well-modulated voice. "The Peak shows splendidly from this window." "The place aren't no great thing, sir," said Miss Hepsy. "Here's Josh." She opened the door, and Uncle Josh appeared on the threshold in his working garb, grimy and dust-stained, as he had come from repairing the mill. He pulled his hair to the minister, and bowed awkwardly to Mr. Keane.
And this trouble could it be connected in any way with this mysterious Elizabeth, of whom he never spoke? Ah, that was the question over which Anna pondered so heavily as her fair head bent over her typewriter. Malcolm had ordered an early breakfast again in his own room, but as be sat down to it Hepsy brought him a note. A slip of a lad had delivered it, she said, and was waiting for an answer.
Do you know about " Jean caught herself on the verge of betrayal. "You want to keep your gun handy. Just on general principles," Lite remonstrated. "You can't tell; it's away off from everywhere." "I won't have Hepsy Atwood. Haven't I enough to drive me mad, without her?" "Is there anybody else that you'd rather have?" Lite looked at her speculatively. "No, there isn't. I won't have anybody.
"Perhaps I had better talk to you first, Miss Hepsy, as you have the power to grant or refuse what I want." "I don't often say no to ye, Miss Carrie," said Aunt Hepsy with a dry smile. "I know it; but this is a very serious request in fact, I am afraid to make it." "Out with it. I can but say no any way."
Miss Hepsy walked as if for a wager, and never opened her mouth once, until they stood upon the threshold of Thankful Rest. "Now, look here; this is yer home," she said; then, fixing grim eyes alternately on their faces, "an' I hope ye'll behave, an' show yer gratitude for it. That's all.
I am a plain man, Miss Strong, not given to gilding a bitter pill. If your niece dies, you may take home the blame to yourself. Good morning." "I know all that, my good man, better than you can tell me," said Aunt Hepsy grimly. "You do your best to bring her round, an' I won't forget it. I've been a wicked woman, Dr.
Lucy ventured to cast her eyes in his direction, and he held up the paper to her. A smile ran all over her face and finally ended in a laugh. Aunt Hepsy looked round suspiciously to see Tom stuffing something into his pocket. "What were you laughing at, Lucy?" Lucy looked distressed and answered nothing.
We did both feel ashamed and sorry enough for our mischief, after it was all over; and poor Mistress Prudence is so sorely mortified, that she told Rebecca this morning not to mention Deacon Dole's name to her again, and that Widow Hepsy is welcome to him, since he is so mean-spirited as to let her rule him as she doth. December 8.
It was a busy time at Thankful Rest, both indoors and out. In the first week of April began that awful revolution, Miss Hepsy Strong's spring-cleaning. It was her boast that she could accomplish in one week what other housewives could accomplish only in three.
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