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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Here here I be, Laviny," faltered Kyan. His sister appeared on the threshold. She was dressed in her Sunday best, flowered poke bonnet, mitts, imitation India shawl, rustling black bombazine gown. She looked at Mr. Pepper then at the minister. "O Mr. Ellery!" she exclaimed, "be you here?" The Reverend John admitted his presence. Miss Pepper's demeanor surprised him.
"Well, Aunt Keziah," she said, "I'm ever and ever so glad for you. I know you didn't want to leave Trumet and I'm sure everyone will be delighted when they learn that you're going to stay." "Humph! that includes Laviny Pepper, of course. I cal'late Laviny's delight won't keep her up nights. But I guess I can stand it if she can. Now, Grace, what is it? You AIN'T real pleased? Why not?"
I s'pose I can send it back for more if it's still too strong?" "Miss Libbie?" "Laviny just wants the canister pointed in her direction, an' she thinks she's had her tea. Lucy don't dare take any. Three lumps for me, please. I like mine surup." "Calliope?" "Oh," said Calliope, "milk if there's any left in the pitcher. An' if there ain't, send it down clear. I like it most any way.
Hapgood was down on him like a Gull on a sand ele. He sed Hungerford was a mene sneak and had treted him bad. He told me a Lot about how Hungerford worked you fokes for sukkers and how he helped. Seems him and Hungerford was old shipmates and chums and had worked your ant Laviny the same way.
"Laviny Pepper," she declared, her eyes snapping, "I don't know what you're talkin' about, but if you dare to mean that I want any of your money, or your brother's money, you're mistaken 'cause I don't. And I don't want your brother either Lord help him, poor thing!
"He must be coming to see you, Aunt Keziah. And he's got on his very best Sunday clothes. Gracious! I must be going. I didn't know you expected callers." Keziah dropped the tack hammer and stood up. "Kyan!" she repeated. "What in the world is that old idiot comin' here for? To talk about the minister, I s'pose. How on earth did Laviny ever come to let him out alone?" Mr. Pepper, Mr.
And SO characteristic of Trumet. Neither an uncle nor a cousin, but an aunt. What did you say her name was?" "Laviny?" "Yes, I know. Laviny what an odd name! I don't think I ever heard it before. Was the rest of it as odd as that?" Serena, who had been fidgeting in her chair, cut in here. "It wasn't Laviny at all," she said. "That is only Daniel's way of pronouncing it.
His hair was streaked with black; his shirt front and collar and shirt sleeves were spotted and smeared with black; and from his blackened cheeks his red whiskers flamed like the last glowing embers in a fire-scarred ruin. "Laviny," he panted, "I never was so surprised and upsot in all my life afore." This was too much for Grace. She collapsed in a chair and laughed hysterically.
Pepper sadly shook his head. "I guess likely I'd better not," he sighed. "Laviny might not like to have me leave her." "Oh, fiddlesticks! she won't mind. I'll take care of you. It's perfectly safe. There ain't goin' to be no women around. Haw! haw! haw!"
The bereaved one, who was sitting on the front stoop of his dwelling with, so people say, a most resigned expression on his meek countenance, looked up and saw her. "My land! Laviny," he exclaimed, turning pale. "Where'd you come from?" "Never mind WHERE I come from," observed his sister promptly. "You just be thankful I've come. If ever a body needed some one to take care of 'em, it's you.
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