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It seemed strange to be sparing of it, down here where people were so rich. "What makes 'em build so close, Aunt Mavity?" she asked. "Hit's the Company," returned Mrs. Bence lifelessly. "They don't want to spend any more than they have to for land. Besides they want everything to be nigh to the mill. Lord hit don't make no differ.
"I don't see any reason to want to knock you down with anything," she evaded the direct issue. "Go 'long, Mandy, or you won't have time to eat your dinner. Tell Aunt Mavity to send me just a biscuit and a piece of meat." "Good land, Johnnie Consadine, but you're quare!" exclaimed Mandy, staring with bulging light eyes.
It came back vividly to the girl how the newspapers had said that Louvania Bence had taken off her slippers and left them on the bridge, that she might climb the netting more easily to throw herself into the water. The mother stared down at these, dry-eyed. "She never had 'em on but the once," Mavity Bence breathed. "And I and I r'ared out on her for buyin' of 'em.
"Surely you aren't afraid of me, Aunt Mavity," she said finally. "No," said Mavity Bence in a low voice, "but I'm scared of the others." The girl stared at her curiously. "Johnnie," burst out the woman for the third time, "yo' Uncle Pros found his silver mine!
"Aunt Mavity," pursued Johnnie timidly, "do you reckon the water's unhealthy down here in Cottonville? Looks like all the children in the mill have the same white, puny look. I thought maybe the water didn't agree with them." Mavity Bence laughed out mirthlessly. "The water!" she echoed in a tone of amused contempt.
Johnnie immediately set about seeing that Mavity Bence and Mandy Meacham were comfortably provided for in the old boarding-house, where she assured Gray they could do more good than many Uplift clubs. "We'll have a truck-patch there, and a couple of cows and some chickens," she said. "That'll be good for the table, and it'll give Mandy the work she loves to do.
"Ain't she?" returned Mandy enthusiastically, as Johnnie of the "quare notions" helped Mavity Bence upstairs with the one small trunk belonging to Laurella. "Look out for that trunk, Johnnie," came her mother's caution, with a girlish ripple of laughter in the tones. "Hit's a borried one. Now don't you roach up and git mad.
Not once during his remarks did he allow his gaze to rest upon Alix Crown. It was his means of informing her that she had not made the slightest impression upon him. As he resumed his seat beside Mr. Pollock, and while the generous hand-clapping was still going on, Pastor Mavity arose and benignly waited for the applause to cease. Mr.
Johnnie, ef you ever get a invite to a dance I'll lend 'em to you. Hit'd pleasure me to think some gal's feet was dancin' in them thar slippers. Lou, she never learned to dance looked like she could never find time." Louvania, be it remembered had found time in which to die. So Johnnie thanked poor Mavity, and hurried away, because the warning whistle was blowing.
"Room for another boarder?" he asked laconically. The old man nodded. "I reckon there's always room, ef it's asked for," he returned. "Hit's the one way I got to make me a livin', with Louvany dyin' off and Mavity puny like she is. I have obliged to keep the house full, or we'd see the bottom of the meal sack." "All right," agreed Buckheath, rising, and treating the matter as terminated.
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