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He kept pressing forward steadily, and, before long, he found that the travellers were silent, excepting immediately after he called to them, when there was a sound as if intended for a response, though Jonas could not tell what was said. "We shall get to them, Josey," said he. "Who do you suppose it is?" said Josey. "I don't know; very probably some travellers lost upon the pond."
Amos was boring holes with an auger, and the farmer was cutting the holes thus made into a square form with a chisel. Josey was there, too, and Amelia. They were building a house of the blocks which had been sawed off from the ends of the timbers. When, however, they heard the sound of Jonas's flail, they left their play, and came along to the barn to see him.
He was a little uncertain as to which was the wisest course to adopt, and while he was yet thinking about it he passed the cottage of old Josey Letherbarrow, and saw the old man sitting at his door peacefully smoking, while at his feet, Ipsie Frost was curled up comfortably like a kitten, busying herself in tying garlands of ivy and honeysuckle round the tops of his big coarsely-laced boots.
These logs had, however, been split into quarters by a beetle and wedges, when the wood had been prepared, so that there were very few sticks or logs so large, but that Jonas could pretty easily get them on to the sled. Jonas drove his team up near to one end of the pile, while Josey and Oliver went to the other, where the wood was generally small.
While Jonas was loading, he heard a conversation something like this between the other boys: "Let's put some good large logs on our sled," said Josey. "Well," said Oliver, "as large as we can; only we'd better put this small wood on first." "I wish you'd go around to the other side, Oliver," said Josey again; "you're in my way." "No," said Oliver, "I can't work on that side very well."
"Th' owld Squire! Th' owld Squire!" he muttered; "I see 'im now as broad an' tall and well-set up a gentleman as ever lived and sez he: 'Josey, that little white thing is all I've got left of the wife I was bringin' 'ome to be the sunshine of the old Manor. Ay, he said that! 'Its eyes are like those of my Dearest! Ay, he said that, too! The little white thing!
"With some fishing nets at her feet and the mesh in her hands, how that dark petticoat and that little scarlet josey would tell; the scarlet josey cut away just so at the neck. What a ravishing throat she has! How white and round!" At this point in his reverie he heard footsteps, and he walked leisurely aside.
"What Josephine said," explained Robert, "was simply that it would be pretty to put candles on one of the growing trees, instead of having a Christmas-tree indoors." "Oh, Josephine, how sweet of you!" cried Julia. Cyril Scott giggled. "Good egg! Champion idea, Josey, my lass. Eh? What !" cried Jim. "Why not carry it out eh? Why not? Most attractive." He leaned forward over Josephine, and grinned.
You shall tell me all about the village and the people in it, and I'm sure I shall learn more from you in an hour than if I studied the place by myself for a week! Shan't I?" Josey was decidedly flattered. The port wine had reddened his nose and had given an extra twinkle to his eyes. "Well, I ain't goin' to deny but what I knows a thing or two " he began, with a sly glance at her.
I am proud to tell you I have augmented our number of strawberry speakers by nearly fifty per cent." "How many will there be?" said I. "Eleven. You might wish some could be excused. But I let them speak to stimulate their interest in culture. Will you not take dinner with me, gentlemen? I was just sitting down when little Josey Yeatts brought me out."
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