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Lord, Lord, when I think of what yo' poor pa would say if he was to walk in now an' find them creeturs in the kitchen." Her stepson smiled. "Now, if you'll sit still a moment, I'll tell you a piece of news," he said. "You ain't thinkin' of gettin' married, air you?" inquired Marthy Burr with sudden keenness. "Married!" He laughed aloud. "I've no time for such nonsense.
I know he will, from the way he was talking," she concluded. "Oh! got a dog, have they? Well, I bet they've got no cow," sneered Billy. Then after a meaning pause: "I say Marthy, have they got a cow?" "No," replied Mrs. Norris, shortly. "No cow, an' a sick woman and a baby my grandchild in the house? Now ain't that jes' like that sneak Sam?
"Then when I stepped off the train, thar was the living human faces of my own blood, John and Marthy, and the eight young uns whose countenances I had never beheld. And as I gazed, women, more scales drapped from my long-blind eyes.
It wasn't only her sprained ankle that frightened her, though that hurt dreadfully of course, but it was all of the persons running with lanterns, the housemaids from the kitchen and Zeb and Marthy from the stable, and from over the top of the wall had vaulted an enormously tall young man who had insisted on dashing off for a doctor. Just having so many persons about all at once terrified her.
Marthy needed her now more than anyone. More even than Ward, though Billy Louise hated to think of him up there alone and practically helpless. But Marthy must have her to-night. Marthy was facing her bitterest sorrow since Minervy died, and Marthy was old. Ward, Billy Louise reminded herself sternly, was not old, and he was facing happiness so far as he or anyone knew.
Physical contact being impossible because of her fastidious instincts, and speech upon the subject being so sternly forbidden, Billy Louise continued to lick honey and stare in fascinated silence. "I'll wash the dishes for you, Marthy," she offered irrelevantly at last, as a supreme sacrifice upon the altar of sympathy.
While fatherhood left Oliver still a prey to dreams and disappointments, the more exclusive maternal passion rendered Virginia profoundly indifferent to every aspect of life except the intimate personal aspect of her marriage. She couldn't be happy she couldn't even be at ease while she remembered that the children were left to the honest, yet hardly tender, mercies of Marthy.
When he had gone, she moved the night lamp to the corner of the washstand, and after swallowing hastily a cup of coffee which Marthy had brought to her before the doctor's visit, and which had grown quite tepid and unpalatable, she resumed her patient watch under the raised end of the sheet.
Seabeck is very c-clever." Whereupon Marthy signed the note, with a spluttering of the abused pen in her stiffened old fingers and a great twisting of her grim mouth as she formed the capitals. Then Billy Louise wrote her name with a fine, schoolgirl ease and a little curl on the end of the last d.
The Captain's voice shook as he answered: "Marthy Snow," he said, "you're the kind of woman that I'd like to have had for a sister." It was perhaps a half-hour later when Captain Eri started for the schoolhouse to bring Elsie home. John Baxter had not wakened, and Mrs. Snow said she was not afraid to remain alone with him. The thaw had turned to a light rain and the Captain carried an umbrella.
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