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Sence mother died I've be'n a-gittin' more and more o' MARTHY'S notion that is, you couldn't ever hire ME to marry nobody! and them has allus be'n and still is the 'Nest-egg's' views! Listen! That's her a-callin' fer us now. You must sorto' overlook the freedom, but I told Marthy you'd promised to take dinner with us to-day, and it 'ud never do to disappint her now. Come on."
Since the grass had started in the spring, she had kept her little herd up here among the lower hills; and by riding along the higher ridges every day or so and turning back a wandering animal now and then, she had held them in a comparatively small area, where they would be easily gathered in the fall. A few head of Seabeck's stock had wandered in amongst hers, and some of Marthy's.
A thousand million stars above her, shining through the tops of the old trees of heaven a tender breeze that blew Marthy's curtains ever so gently and let the wistaria banners stream back and forth if she shoved it carefully, that smallest iron bench, and then stood tiptoe upon it, she could peer through the top of the gate into the rectory yard. Fairy land!
"I had to. He came at me." Marthy turned heavily toward the spot which Billy Louise indicated with her downward glance. She had not seen the dog lying there half hidden by a berry bush. Marthy gave a grunt of dismay and went over to where Surbus lay huddled. Her hard old face worked with emotion. "You shot him, did yuh?" Marthy's voice was harsh with reproach.
She could not get even a languid enjoyment out of them now, because she could not for a minute forget that she had promised to wash Marthy's dishes and Marthy always had so many dirty dishes! And Marthy's dishpan was so greasy! Billy Louise gave a little shudder when she thought of it. "I wish her little girl hadn't died," she said, her mind swinging from effect back to cause.
Grandma compared her favorably with her own grandchildren, especially Mrs. Dorcas's eldest daughter Martha, who was nearly Ann's age. "Marthy's a pretty little gal enough," she used to say, "but she ain't got the snap to her that Ann has, though I wouldn't tell Atherton's wife so, for the world."
"No, I don't want nothin', Tom," he said. Then, after a pause, he added, very softly: "I jest thought I'd step in." "Where are you going?" asked Tom. The hat was turned round again. "Whar wus I a-gwine?" deprecatingly. "Whar? Oh! I I was a-gwine I was a-gwine to Marthy's, I guess." "You're pretty late," remarked Tom; "better lose no time; it's a pretty bad road between here and there."
"Samanthy Ann, the first question that that boy asked me was, 'If Miss Martha Cummins lived here. Now, what do you make of that?" Samantha looked as astonished as anybody could wish. "Asked if Marthy Cummins lived here? How under the canopy did he ever hear Marthy's name? Wall, somebody told him to ask, that's all there is about it; and what harm was there in it, anyhow?"
Sence mother died I've be'n a-gittin' more and more o' MARTHY'S notion that is, you couldn't ever hire ME to marry nobody! and them has allus be'n and still is the 'Nest-egg's' views! Listen! That's her a-callin' fer us now. You must sort o' overlook the freedom, but I told Marthy you'd promised to take dinner with us to- day, and it 'ud never do to disappoint her now. Come on."
She frequently "pretended" for Margot and Piqueur and Bele, prancing gaily-about them in their snug kitchen on the long winter evenings when they huddled by their fire. For them she whistled all the droll bits of Marthy's songs that she remembered.
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