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And now tears of genuine distress were welling in Mrs. Sumter's eyes. It was half after two, and the wind was shrieking through the open space back of the line, when Doctor Larrabee, bending almost double, managed to fight his way homeward. Schuchardt, occupant of the adjoining set to his own, had not yet returned.
Ham whistled Yankee Doodle, which was patriotic enough, but out of place even in the shop, and sauntered leisurely over to wait upon her. I was astonished to see how cool he was; but I think the whistle had a deceptive effect. "Has that letter come yet?" asked Miss Larrabee; and her anxiety was visible in the tones of her voice.
"Guess Bill brought him along fer a witness, an' I reckon he seen all he wanted to. I'll bet his neck's achin' some," added Mr. Larrabee with a laugh. "How's that?" asked David. "Well, he made a move to tackle you as you was escortin' Bill out, an' Mr.
There's the door," he added, pointing to it. "He, he, he, he, ho, ho, ha, h-o-o-o-o-o!" came from the throat of Dick Larrabee.
But she became interested and self-reproachful for she knew that Phil Larrabee was one of her father's enemies. "He wouldn't dare to go by here unless he knew you were out," she said quickly. "That's what gets me," he said, scratching his grizzled head. "I've been kind o' thinkin' o' him all day, and one of them Chinamen said he saw him at Sawyer's Crossing. He was a kind of friend o' Pete's wife.
When the occasion made itself, Miss Larrabee asked her grandmother the question that puzzled her, and learned that Martha Perkins and Jim Purdy were lovers before the war, and that she was wearing his ring when he went away thinking he would be back in a few weeks with the Rebellion put down.
And the moment they reached the rear storm-door, and their fur-hooded, fur-mantled charges were safely within, Schuchardt excused himself, Miriam Arnold's eyes following with a mute message that he felt, if he did not hear. But Larrabee lingered. Stamping and shaking off the snow, he followed into the warm and cozy army quarters.
When the first social cloud appeared on the horizon indicating the approach of a series of showers for the bride which would culminate in a cloudburst at some stone church, Miss Larrabee would begin to rumble like distant thunder and, as the storm grew thicker, she would flash out crooked chain-lightning imprecations on the heads of the young people, their fathers and mothers and uncles and aunts.
He's welcome to drive any team in my barn," said David, feeling in which view Mr. Larrabee shared that encomium was pretty well exhausted in that assertion. "I don't believe," said Mr. Harum after a moment, in which he and his companion reflected upon the gravity of his last declaration, "that the's any dum thing that feller can't do. The last thing 's a piany.
Fishley, there must be a letter for me. Ethan writ me there was one comin'; and he said it would be here by to-day, for sartain," protested Miss Larrabee. "Mebbe it's got into some other hole." "Well, to please you, I'll look them all over; but I don't remember seeing any letter for you." "I tell ye it must have come afore now," persisted the venerable maiden.
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