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He asked me again to carry the lamp. I went up before them. I couldn't go after; I was afraid of words, or I knew not what, coming from that room. Mr. Axtell gave the second powder, evidently afraid to trust me. Miss Lettie seemed quite tranquil, a change had come over her. Her brother poured a cup of coffee and told me to drink it. What right had he to tell me to do anything?
If this thing gets up to Judge John, you're done for. I'll never stand by it a minute. You can't depend on me. Now, let her go." "I tell you I'm going to marry Marjie, Lettie or no Lettie. Good Lord, man! I 've got to, or be ruined. It's too late now. I can get rid of this girl when I want to, but I'll keep her a while."
Afterwards Doctor Percival came up, said Miss Mary must sleep, she had more fever; asked her so many kind questions, and was just going down to go to the office for something to give her, when he met Master McKey coming in. I heard my master ask him to go for it. And I doesn't know anything more, Miss Lettie. I came to tell you.
"Sing for you?" and there was a world of reproach in his meaning. "Is this a place for songs? or am I a man to sing?" "Why not, Mr. Axtell? Aaron told me that you could sing, if you would; he has heard you." "I will sing for you," he said, "if, after I am done, you choose to hear the song I sing." I thought again of Miss Lettie, and put the question, once unheeded, concerning her. "She is better.
When a man stands up in my court and swears to tell the truth the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, he must first understand what truth is before his oath is of any effect. Neither Jean nor you have that understanding. Let me tell you a story: You asked Phil to escort Lettie Conlow home one night in August.
Bent, visiting the prisoner in company with Lettie next day, found Brereton's prediction correct. Cotherstone, hearing from his daughter's own lips what she herself thought of the matter, and being reassured that all was well between Bent and her, became not merely confident but cheerily boastful.
"'Doctor Percival gave her some medicine just afore he went to bed, and she said she was "very sick"; she said so a good many times, Miss Lettie, afore I went to sleep. "'You don't think it was the medicine that killed her? for a horrible thought had come in to me.
Wilton, thanking him for the "good gift," she named Sophie, that he had lent to her. Miss Lettie called me to her. She wished to say something to me only. I bent my head to listen.
Despite my holding arms, she was gaining toward that fatal door, and the light was very dim. I called Katie three times, Miss Axtell still getting near to that I dreaded. I heard a door open. I looked back, and saw Mr. Axtell coming from the library. He came quickly along the hall, arrested his sister's progress, and said gently, as twice he had spoken before, "Lettie, where are you going?"
"Lettie Conlow," he said, leaning toward her and speaking calmly, "you may call me what you please Lord, it couldn't hurt me but you, nor nobody else, man or woman, praist or pirate, is comin' into this store while I'm alone in controllin' it, and call Marjie Whately nor any other dacent woman by any evil names.
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