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Lathrop shook her head in calm and appreciative understanding. "Did you lend " she asked.
"Why isn't he at Monk Lawrence?" asked Lathrop roughly. "He told me himself he was not to leave the house unguarded." "Well, Sir, I don't know I'm sure what business it is of yours!" said the woman, flushing with anger. "He got bad news of his son, whose ship arrived at Portsmouth yesterday, and the young man said to be dying, on board. So he went off this afternoon.
That’s Santa Maria della Salute—they call it Santa Maria della Volute instead of Salute because it’s all covered with volutes.” Maida smiled sunnily into Mrs. Lathrop’s face as if expecting sympathy with this architectural joke. But Mrs. Lathrop did not smile. She looked a little staggered. She studied Maida for a long time out of her shrewd, light eyes.
Seemed when she did speak, 't she wasn't tryin' to give nothin' she only wanted to know about the minister's ear-muffs, 'n' it appears 't he never took 'em a tall. Seems 't Brunhilde Susan cut teeth on 'em till they was only fit to be used f'r kettle-holders." Susan paused for a second. Mrs. Lathrop chewed and waited. In a minute the narrative flowed on. "When every one else was through, Mrs.
I consider 't when a woman goes to see another woman she 's unsuspectin' o' any new species o' cake-raisin', 'n' 'f there is any new species in the wind my view o' the matter is 's it 'd ought to be tried on somebody else 'n' not on me." Miss Clegg stopped and shook her head hard. "Where have you " began Mrs. Lathrop. "Oh, that reminds me," said the caller with a sudden start.
It was desirable, certainly, that something should occur to break the spell of a diffidence that might justly be called morbid. There is another little sentence dropped by Mr. Lathrop in relation to this period of Hawthorne's life, which appears to me worth quoting, though I am by no means sure that it will seem so to the reader.
Lathrop as if there's anythin' on the wide earth as you don't want to apply a memory system to it's your shoes, for shoes is somethin' as is happiest forgot. "Well, Mrs. Lathrop, seems as this new memory system of the minister's is a thing as he got out of a Sunday School magazine in reward for workin' out a puzzle.
I c'n only say one thing, Mrs. Lathrop, 'n' that is 't I've begun to feel 't I've misjudged the minister. I never would 'a' give him credit for anythin' like this. 'N' while I think he'd ought not to 'a' done it, still I must say 't I can't but admire if he had it in him to try how well he's carried it off. "'N' to think 't, after all, it was our idea 's give him the chance!"
"Well, Mrs. Lathrop, the long an' short of it was as I felt that no matter how kind she was I would n't never be able to be happy anywhere where I had to be around with a woman who talked all the time, an' sleep in a bed with another Susan Clegg, an' wash in a tub as you have to stop up with some of yourself, so I just took my things an' come home by the noon train an' I'll stay here one while now, too, I guess."
Lathrop, open-eyed. "No, I don't, for I asked him an' he crossed his heart to the contrary. But really, Mrs. Lathrop, you must let me read the rest of this for I've got to be gettin' home to get supper." "Go " said the neighbor. "No, I won't till I've done. The next one is this one an' it says, 'How long ought any one to wait to get married?
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