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Then she all lonely and exposed, I went, and fetched her out of seducers' ways which they may say what they like, but the inn'cent is most open to when they're healthy and confidin' I fetch her, and the liberty boxed her safe in my own house. So much for that sweet! That you may do with women. But it's him Mr. Richard I am bold, I know, but there I'm in for it, and the Lord'll help me!
"I don't think it does; and Toddie didn't have no time to say HIS blessin'. I don't think the Lord'll like it if you do it that way." "Yes, he will, old boy; he knows what people mean." "Well, how can he tell what Toddie means if Toddie can't say anything?" "Wantsh to shay my blessin'," whined Toddie.
Dave," that was the man at the wheel, "swing her away a bit. Steady there! Slack the foretops'l and stays'l halyards. Lively now! Jibe her over, Dave! Down with the balloon, there! Quick as the Lord'll let you! Over she comes! Stand by in the boat and dory! Keep her down, Dave! Down, man, down! It's a good school." There was a moment's pause. "You in the boat and dory?"
"You'll stay right here in camp, an' crawl intew y'ur blankets, an' git tew sleep jest as quick as th' good Lord'll let you. You shore have had all th' excitement you need for one day; an' th' devil only knows what trouble you'd be a-gettin' intew, if you was allowed tew run loose, promiscus like, about th' streets of Sacermento City at night.
I held myself down till that damned fiesta was over, because I didn't want folks to say I was scared off. But now I'm going, just as quick as the Lord'll let me get a saddle on that yellow mustang." "Why, you " "Why, I nothing! I'm going. If you want to go along, you can; but I won't drag you off by the heels. You can suit yourself."
The Elder looked into her illumined face, and, sighing, said: "I can't help prayin' that the Lord'll have errands for us that we can do together as long's we live, Draxy." "Yes, dear," said Draxy, "I pray for that too," and then they were silent for some minutes. Draxy spoke first. "But Mr. Kinney, I never heard of anybody's being married on Sunday did you?"
"This is September," said Aunt Hepsy very slowly; "October, November, December, January perhaps nigh half a year. Well, Miss Goldthwaite, excuse me sayin' it, but the Lord'll need to help your husband; he'll not be able to help hisself, that's certain. Ye'd move the Peak, as I've said afore." "Am I to take that as your permission, Miss Hepsy?" "Hev ye spoke to Lucy?"
"I've nought against your wife. But just you see, if the Lord'll put a child in your care. 'Tis not likely to me." "You leave the Lord alone and cast off the spell," he whispered hoarsely, making for the old woman, "or I'll throttle you, old witch that you are." He was gray in the face, and his thin, crooked fingers clutched the air. "Have a care, your own child lies abed and can hear you."
Pepper, biting off a thread, "so Miss Huldy Folsom told me last night, and I'm afraid he's going to have a fever." "Oh, dear," said Polly, in dire distress; "whatever'd we do, mammy!" "Don't know, I'm sure," replied Mrs. Pepper, setting her stitches firmly; "the Lord'll provide. So you run along, child, and see how he is." "Can't Phronsie go?" asked Polly, pausing half-way to the bedroom door.
"Mebbe the Lord'll jest take care o' me, anyway, bein' as I've tried to do his ways." The old man did not know how wistful was her speech. In the morning she was early dressed in her decent black. To those who came for the leave-taking she bade good-by with gentle courtesy.
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