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Denner's funeral, Gifford thought this all over, and tried to see what his life offered him for the future, now that the last faint hope of winning Lois's love had died. Mr. Denner's will had been read that morning in his dining-room, with only Dr.
He met them, that day, out by the stone quarry, and touched his hat as he returned Lois's "Good-morning," and took a couple of great papaws from her. She was a woman, you see, and he had some of the schoolmaster's old-fashioned notions about women. He was a sickly-looking soul.
"Stephen, then," holding out his hand, "sence old times dawn't shame yoh, Stephen. That's hearty, now. It's only a wured I want, but it's immediate. Concernin' Joe Yare, Lois's father, yoh know? He's back." "Back? I saw him to-day, following me in the mill. His hair is gray? I think it was he." "No doubt. Yes, he's aged fast, down in the lock-up; goin' fast to the end. Feeble, pore-like.
'Take her away! take her away! Witch Lois, witch Lois, who threw me down only this morning, and turned my arm black and blue. And she bared her arm, as if in confirmation of her words. It was sorely bruised. 'I was not near you, Prudence! said Lois, sadly. But that was only reckoned fresh evidence of her diabolical power. Lois's brain began to get bewildered.
Respect was an instinct with Gifford, and he did not stop to think that it was a lesson by which Miss Deborah would have no opportunity to profit. But he was not listening closely to the chatter of the little ladies; he was thinking of Lois's indifference. "She even looked bored, once," he thought; "but that does not necessarily mean that she cares for Forsythe. I will trust her.
In fact, Uncle Bill was Aunt Lois's weak point, and the corners of her own mouth were observed to twitch in such a suspicious manner that the whole moral force of her admonition was destroyed.
Grace would lead her on at least she did at first, till experience made Lois wiser to express her thoughts on such subjects, till, just when the girl's heart was opening, her aunt would turn round upon her with some bitter sneer that roused all the evil feelings in Lois's disposition by its sting.
They came up at last, the cart empty, and drying for the day's work after its morning's scrubbing, Lois's pock-marked face all in a glow with trying to keep Barney awake. She grew quite red with pleasure at seeing Holmes, but went on quickly as the men began to talk.
She's here she can't go home!" Gifford was too astounded to speak. "Yes," Lois cried, clinging to his arm, her eyes overflowing, "he is a wicked man he is cruel and she thinks I am, Giff, just because I said he was!" Lois's agitation drove him into his most deliberate speech. "What do you mean? I do not understand." "Of course not! Nobody could think of anything so awful.
"No. When shall you have done waiting on this man, Lois? God help you, child!" Lois's quick instinct answered, "He's very kind. He's like a woman fur kindness to such as me. When I come to die, I'd like eyes such as his to look at, tender, pitiful." "Women are fools alike," grumbled the Doctor. "Never mind. 'When you come to die? What put that into your head? Look up."
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