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Miss Scattergood, it seemed to her, was a pathetic figure; and the girl from Greensboro was just at an age to appreciate a bit of romance. The gray, dusty man in the dark, little store, playing his fiddle to the child that could only hear the quivering minor tones of it, held a place in Janice's thought, too. "What do you do Saturday mornings, Marty?" asked the visitor, at the breakfast table.
"Would you believe it, I've just begun to think of Aunt Janice's side; she doesn't know us at all, yet has invited us on a long visit. I just believe she must be a sweet, brave old lady!" Janey looked up quickly from preparations "I'm sure Aunt Janice is a dear," she said pleasantly, "and I for one am going prepared to have a good time, and to try and cheer her up.
Nelson had told her and her daughter something about Janice's trouble, and the good creatures did everything they could to make it agreeable for the girl. As for Marty, the "lay-out," as he expressed it, was all that heart could desire a boy's heart, at least!
"Nor will I bide here to see to see " went on the bondsman, excitedly, "I must run, or I shall end by 'T will be better to let me go before I turn mad." "'T is as good as a romance," was Janice's mental opinion. "How I wish Tibbie was here!" "'T is no doubt a joke to you oh! you need not have avoided me as you've done lately to show me that I was beneath you. I knew it without that.
"Papa Drugg be right back; Papa Drugg be right back," she said, forming the phrase with evident difficulty. Janice went close to her and laid a hand upon Lottie's shoulder. The little girl caught at it quickly, ran her slim fingers up her arm to her shoulder and so, jumping up from the box, felt of Janice's face, too. The latter stooped and kissed her. "I know you I know you," murmured the child.
It was a thoughtless joke of " he caught Janice's eye and understood her meaning, "of one of the neighbor's boys He meant no particular harm, I fancy." "You needn't try an' lay it on no boy!" exclaimed Miss Peckham. "Twas a girl done it. My Sam " "You mean that a girl broke the cat's leg?" queried Mr. Day, quietly. "I mean just that. 'Twas a girl.
Yes, the Jason Days were more prosperous than ever before. And all their prosperity did not arise from that twenty dollars a month that came regularly for Janice's board. "Sometimes I feel downright ashamed to take that money, Jason," Aunt 'Mira admitted to her spouse. "Janice is sech a help to me. She is jest like a darter. I shall hate to ever haf ter give her up.
The void the departure of the baroness and children made in Janice's life was partly filled by an acquaintance already made which now grew into a friendship. Soon after their settlement at Colle, Mrs.
Massey should attempt in this way to find what he calls 'a clue. The only clue he and his friends are looking for is something with which to connect me with the robbery." Janice's light touch on his arm again, stayed his wrathful words; but the druggist's freckled face glowed red under the young man's gaze. "Wal!" he grunted, shortly, "we're bound to look after our own skins not after yours, Mr.
Broxton Day sighed more often than had been his wont even during those hard, hard days immediately following the death of Janice's mother. His hearty laugh was not so spontaneous nor heard as often as before. Janice could not speak about this change in her father. She believed she knew why he was so grave and why some of his nights were sleepless.
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