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"He's that independent that he wouldn't take nothing from me but a pair of cuff links," declared Jane Ann, wiping her eyes, for she was a tender-hearted girl under her rough exterior. "Says they will do for him to remember me by. He's a nice chap." "Jinny's getting sentimental," gibed Tom, slily. "I'm not over you, Mister Tom!" she flared up instantly. "You're too 'advanced' a dresser."
Blest ef he ain't hired a whole row o' little niggers to stand out in front of 'is sto'e an' hold horses while he takes his customers inside to fleece 'em. "Come here, Pop-Eyes, you third feller, an' ketch aholt o' Jinny's bridle. I always did like pop-eyed niggers. They look so God-forsaken an' ugly.
She drew back, her face livid and grave. "Yes. Do you know me? I'm Lot Tyndal. Don't jerk your baby back! Don't! I'll not touch it. I want to get some honest work. I've a little brother." There was a dead silence. Jinny's brain, I told you, was narrow, her natural heart not generous or large in its impulse; the kind of religion she learned did not provide for anomalies of work like this.
Virginia's choice of her cousin, and her devotion to him, while seemingly natural enough, had drawn many a sigh from Anne. She thought it strange that Virginia herself had never once asked her about Stephen's condition and she spoke of this one day to the Judge with as much warmth as she was capable of. "Jinny's heart is like steel where a Yankee is concerned. If her best friend were a Yankee "
'He's an old hand at this game, Monkey said in French. 'But Jinny's never done anything else since she was born, replied her brother proudly. And they all three fell to collecting, for it seemed the law of the place, a kind of gravity none could disobey. They stooped three semi- circles of tender brilliance.
"Oh, but Miss Jinny's coming at five, and David won't leave till half-past four!" protested Judith, horrified at such a prospect, and beginning to scramble out of her clothes with lively haste. "And you promised to show me the night-life room, too, when all the students were there and the model wasn't posing! Oh, dear Elinor, you're a very agitating person!
She was about to whisper to Tom Hughes, who was next in the merry jumble that followed the first three precise couples, when there was a tremendous rapping at the studio door, and Hannah Ann in her treasured new hat rushed from Miss Jinny's room, where she had been in ambush, to the besieged portal.
Such a tree in the middle, hung with soft-burning tapers, and hidden in the branches the white figure of the loving Christ-child. That was Adam's fancy. Benny sat in Jinny's lap now, his head upon her breast. She was rocking him to sleep, singing some cheery song for him, although that baby of hers lay broad awake in the cradle, aghast and open-mouthed at his neglect.
Langdon," interrupted Tad Butler, who had been an interested listener to the interview. "Yes, Tad; what is it?" "Is it old Jinny that you are speaking of, if I may ask?" "It is," smiled the grocer, good-naturedly. "What's the trouble with her?" "Trouble?" sniffed the farm-hand." Jinny's got the heaves that bad she blows like a blacksmith's bellows.
Nevertheless, when he climbed in and slapped Jinny's flank with the newly oiled rein he was careful to sit in the middle of the seat to make the springs truer, and he avoided the mud-puddles on the road up to the Stuffed Animal House. There were a good many puddles, for it had rained the day before.
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