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And and I bet you he's heard about last night's doin's, Miss Martha." A little of Miss Cash's excitement was communicated to the others by her announcement. To every one except Mr. Bangs, of course. Galusha, after his acknowledgment of Lulie's thanks, had relapsed into his absent-minded apathy. Martha looked at Lulie. "Humph!" she said, after a moment. "Well, let him come, as far as I'm concerned.
You're always tellin' me about how 'Zacheus he, climbed up a tree Now if your name had to rhyme 'twould have to be er er well, nothing'," triumphantly; "'cause nothin' COULD rhyme with Zacheus." Mr. Bloomer, solemn as ever, shook his head. "Yes, it could," he declared. "What's the name of that plant Lulie's got in the settin' room window over home? The one with the prickers on it.
It was Lulie's voice, raised in anxious protest. "Father, please." Her father sharply ordered her to be quiet. "Go on, Julia," he persisted. "Tell me what you want me to do." Again Little Cherry Blossom seemed to have difficulty in articulating. There was a quaver in her voice when she did speak. "Julia say," she faltered; "Julia sayee 'Jethro, you sell R.P." This was unexpected.
"If it wasn't for Lulie's bein' here," she said, slowly, "I don't know what I should do sometimes, I get so lonesome. When father lived it was all so different. He was bright and cheerful and he and I were just as if we were the same age, as you might say. He never was cross and he didn't fret and if he worried he didn't let me know it. He just loved this place.
And he was Lulie's father, and not well, not quite his old self mentally or physically. Perhaps she should make allowances. "Well, all right, Cap'n Jeth," she said. "It wasn't what you said so much as it was how you said it. Now will you tell me why you're so dreadfully anxious to know how I got that five thousand dollars I deposited over to the bank yesterday?"
We must consider, Miss Lulie; we must, so to speak, consider." His advice to Nelson was similar. "I should say the situation was a bit more encouraging, Mr. Howard," he said. They had been discussing Lulie's talk with her father. Nelson nodded. "Perhaps it is, a little bit," he admitted. "It seems barely possible that the old man is not quite as bitter against me as he was.
"There's no reason in the world that is, no sensible reason why Lulie and Nelson shouldn't be engaged to be married. Of course he isn't doin' very well in a business way just now, but that's partly from choice on Lulie's account. Nelse was a telegraph operator up in Brockton before the war.
Yes, Lulie's Jethro's daughter and he just bows down and worships her." "I see. I see. And is ah Miss Hallett as spookily inclined as her parent?" "Hey?" "Is she a Spiritualist, too?" "No, no. Course she don't say much on her pa's account, but Zach says she don't take no stock in it. Lulie has to be pretty careful, 'cause ever since Cap'n Jethro found out about Nelse he Hey? Yes'm, I'm a-comin'."
They like to have silly people say, 'Isn't it wonderful! Marietta Hoag's 'control, as she calls it, is a Chinese girl. She must speak spirit Chinese, because no Chinese person on earth ever talked such gibberish. Control! SHE ought to be controlled by the keeper of an asylum." The indignation expressed upon Lulie's pretty face was so intense that Galusha suspected an especial reason.
You see, I well ah I have friends at the Washington branch of the Society and I dropped a line requesting that some ah literature be sent to Captain Hallett. But it was nothing, really. Dear me, no. How is your father this morning, Lulie?" Lulie's face expressed her happiness. "Oh, he is ever and ever so much better," she declared.
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