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He tried several times to ask them if they had been robbed on the way home last night, as he had done in the scene he had dramatised; but he could not get out a word except that it had been pretty warm all day. Statira said, "I think it's been a very warm fall," and 'Manda Grier said, "I think the summer's goin' to spend the winter with us," and they all three laughed.
"Oh, I guess 'tain't 'ny more cold," said 'Manda Grier. "What do you mean?" "I guess 'f you cared a great deal you'd noticed that cough 'f hers before now. 'Tain't done it any too much good workin' in that arsenic paper all summer long." 'Manda Grier talked with her face turned away from him. It provoked him more and more. "I do care," he retorted, eager to quarrel, "and you know it.
"I guess you'll see the snow fly long before Christmas," said 'Manda Grier, "or Thanksgiving either." "I guess so too," said Lemuel, though he did not like to seem to take sides against Statira. She laughed as if it were a good joke, and said, "'Tain't but about a fortnight now till Thanksgiving anyway."
"Is she well enough to see company?" murmured Lemuel. "I shouldn't want to disturb her." "I don't believe but what she can see you," said 'Manda Grier, for the first time relentingly. "All right," said Lemuel, gulping the lump in his throat, and he followed 'Manda Grier up the flights of stairs to the door of the girls' room, which she flung open without knocking. "S'tira," she said, "here's Mr.
Come, now, S'tira, you let him go, or he sha'n't come back any more." They had a parting that Lemuel's mother would have called sickish without question; but it all seemed heavenly sweet and right. Statira said now he had got to kiss 'Manda Grier too; and when he insisted, her chin knocked against his, and saved her lips, and she gave him a good box on the ear.
"If they knowed what I know, and could see you not cryin', I guess they'd think you looked worse than I do!" "You don't understand I can explain " "No, you can't explain, Mr. Barker!" said 'Manda Grier, whipping down her handkerchief, and fiercely confronting him across the table. "You can't explain anything so 's to blind me any longer!
But his Aunt Manda was spending the summer with his mother, and she said she reckoned she could pick up chips to do all the cooking they needed, such a hot day; and Frank ran out to the cow-house, where they kept the pony, because the Bakers had no stable, and saddled him, and was off with Jake Milrace in about a minute.
The river of Manda, called Matanga, is only a departing and re-entering branch of the Lake, also the Luma and Loéla rivers some thirty yards broad have each to be examined as springs on the south of the Lake. July 29th, 1868.
"I don't know as you'd found me here if you'd come much later. 'Manda Grier don't want I should be here in the east winds, now it's coming spring so soon; and she's heard of a chance at a box factory in Philadelphia. She wants I should go there with her, and I don't know but what it would be about the best thing." Mrs.
"Oh!" said 'Manda Grier, turning her face away again; she turned it so far away that the back of her head was all that Lemuel could see. "I guess you better speak to Statira about that." By this time they had reached the door of the boarding-house, and 'Manda Grier let herself in with her latch-key. "Won't you walk in, Mr. Barker?" she said in formal tones of invitation.
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