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"Be careful what you're sayin'." "I ain't sayin' anything definite, Shadrach. I know how you feel about it. I just wanted to see how she felt herself, that's all. Think you'd like that, Mary-'Gusta?" Mary-'Gusta thought it over. "I guess maybe I would," she said, "if I could take my dolls and David. I wouldn't want to leave David. Mrs. Hobbs don't like cats." And at that moment Mrs.
That's where she was." Shadrach, after calling "Mary-'Gusta" several times at the foot of the stairs, went up to make sure. The door of Mary's room was closed but, as he received no answer to his knock, he opened it and entered. Mary was not there, although it was evident that she had been there very recently.
What are you starin' like that for?" "Them them pictures," gasped Mr. Chase. "Well, what about 'em? Where did Mary-'Gusta get 'em, do you know? Did Here! Where are you goin'?" "I I ain't goin' anywheres. I'm a-goin' downstairs. I got my dishwashin' to do. I let go of me, Cap'n Shad! I got to go this minute, I tell you." But the Captain did not let go of him.
If your niece were placed in her care she would have a real home and meet only the sort of people you would wish her to meet." He might have added that Mrs. Wyeth, being under many obligations, pecuniary and otherwise, to her wealthy Chicago relative, would need only a hint from him to give Mary-'Gusta the care and attention of a parent, a very particular, Boston first-family parent.
She sent him away, you told me that, but are you sure she did it because she didn't care enough for him to marry him? Are you sure there wan't any other reason?" "She gave me to understand there wan't. What other reason could there be?" "Well well, Shadrach, it all depends, seems to me. You know Mary-'Gusta; the last person she thinks about on earth is herself.
The idea of being hated by Uncle Zoeth was a dreadful one and Mary-'Gusta avoided the tabooed subject. But she thought about it a good deal.
If I go to Uncle Shad I shall tell him that it was through you I learned there was such a person as the Farmer man and that there was a secret connected with him, that it was a disagreeable secret, that " "Hush! Land sakes alive! Mary-'Gusta, DON'T talk so! Why, if you told Cap'n Shad he'd I don't know what he wouldn't do to me.
"Oh, you can't always tell," he said. "Sometimes you meet folks oftener'n you think in this world." Mary-'Gusta looked at him. "Uncle Shad," she said, "what does all this mean, anyway? Why did you go to her house? And what was the mysterious business of yours with Mr. Keith?" The Captain shook his head. "We've got a hen on, same as I told you," he declared.
He's lovesick, that's what's the matter with him. All he can talk about is somebody's gettin' married. Are YOU cal'latin' to get married, Isaiah?" "Me? What kind of fool talk is that?" "Who's the lucky woman?" "There ain't no lucky woman. Don't talk so ridic'lous! All I said was that when Mary-'Gusta was old and married and had " "There you go again! Married and children!
"Yes, and at the fog, if 'tain't; and talk about their neighbor's clothes and run down the characters of their best friends. Yes, yes, I see; sort of a sewin' circle without the sewin'. All right, heave ahead and get your tea-room off the ways if you want to. If anybody can make the thing keep afloat you can, Mary-'Gusta." So Mary, thus encouraged, went on to put her scheme into effect.
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