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But real grief, the dreadful paralyzing realization of loss which an adult feels when a dear one dies, she did not feel. She was awed and a little frightened, but she did not feel like crying. Why should she? "Mary-'Gusta! Mary-'Gusta! Where be you?" It was Mrs. Hobbs calling. Mary-'Gusta hurriedly untwisted her legs and scrambled from beneath the dust cover of the surrey.
Chase was as permanent a fixture in that house as the ship's chronometer in the dining-room; and that was screwed to the wall. And, in spite of his grumbling, he and Mary-'Gusta were rapidly becoming fast friends. Shadrach and Zoeth also were beginning to enjoy her company, her unexpected questions, her interest in the house and the store, and shrewd, old-fashioned comments on persons and things.
"You never hit him at all. There he goes! There he goes! Give him t'other barrel quick!" Mary-'Gusta, who had been startled nearly out of her senses by the shot and the shouting, stood perfectly still, too surprised and frightened even to run. And then out of the bushes before her darted a scared tortoise-shell cat, frantically rushing in her direction. The cat was David.
"All right, Mary-'Gusta," he said; "I won't say it again not till you say it to me fust, at any rate. There, there, dearie! Don't blow me clean out of the water. I was only jokin', the same as Isaiah was tryin' to that night when you came home for your Christmas vacation." "I don't like that kind of joking. I think it's silly." "I guess maybe 'tis for a spell, anyhow.
He was carrying a gun. "You put that cat down," screamed Con, threateningly. Mary-'Gusta said nothing. Her heart was beating wildly but she held the struggling David fast. "It's that kid over to Shad Gould's," declared Con. "Make her give you a shot, Pop." Mr. Abner Bacheldor took command of the situation. "Here, you!" he ordered. "Fetch that critter here. I want him."
"My, my!" he exclaimed. "That's pretty bad, that is. I'd hate to have your cat killed, Mary-'Gusta, land knows I would. But if the critter's a chicken thief " "But he ain't! I KNOW he ain't!" "Humph! You can't always tell, you know cats are cats and " "But I know David wasn't the cat that did it. I KNOW he wasn't" "Oh, you know, do you. Hm! you do seem pretty sartin, that's a fact.
David howled and clawed at the cover of the basket. Mr. Chase backed away. "A cat!" he repeated. "You fetched a cat here?" "Sartin we fetched it." Captain Shadrach was evidently losing patience. "Did you think we'd fetch an elephant? Now get out them them doll babies and things." Isaiah stared at the dolls. Mary-'Gusta stopped patting the basket and hastened to the side of the buggy.
There's your beauty-box, lookin'-glass, powder puff and powder, all complete. Now a novelty like that will sell " "We couldn't use it," interrupted Mary-'Gusta. "Show me something else." Mr. Kron, disappointed but far from discouraged, showed her something else many somethings. Concerning each he was enthusiastic, slangy, and familiar.
"The means are not very extensive, I imagine," she said. "The story is that this Mary-'Gusta why they persist in calling her by that dreadful name I can't understand is the daughter of a former friend and partner. Mr. Hamilton and Captain Gould adopted her and she has lived with them ever since. She has money of her own, though no two of the townspeople agree as to how much.
"Sartin sure he did. And only this very afternoon, too." "And did he know whose cat 'twas?" "He said he did. Mary-'Gusta was here 'long with me when he come. I says: 'Know whose cat 'tis? and says he, 'I know all right! I thought he acted kind of sheepish and funny. I Here! where you goin'?" The Captain was on his feet and his cap was in his hand. "Goin'!" he snarled.
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