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"Can't that there new girl bunk with me?" she inquired earnestly. "I had the intention to give her Louvany's bed," Pap returned promptly. "As long as nobody's with you, I reckon I don't care; but if one comes in, you take 'em, and she goes with Mavity, mind. I cain't waste room, poor as I am."
Across the ravine half a dozen strapping young fellows were lounging, waiting for breakfast; loom-fixers and mechanics these, whose hours were more favourable than those of the women and children workers. "It's lots prettier out here than it is in the house," she returned smilingly, when Mavity Bence offered to get her a chair. "I do love to be out-of-doors."
Johnnie Consadine!" she called through the casement. "Here's Mr. Buckheath, wishful of your company. Better come out." "I will, after a while," returned Johnnie absently. "I've got to help Aunt Mavity some, and then I'll be there." "Hit's a sight, the books that gal does read," complained Beulah.
Mavity was listening in a sort of horror as she heard her father's tones. "Git down and pick 'em up every one! Don't you miss a one. Yo' eyes is younger'n mine. Hunt 'em up! hunt 'em up," hissed Pap, casting himself upon the handkerchief and its contents. "What is it?" questioned Buckheath keenly. "I thort you had some game on hand." And he hastened to comply. "Air they really silver?"
He bowed gallantly. "What would the world be like if God had neglected to create the rose?" "Bravo!" cried Mr. Mavity, slapping him on the back. "Spoken like a knight of old." "Good night, Mr. Thane, and thank you again," she said. Nodding to Mr. Mavity, she turned to leave the group. Again the parson intervened.
"Aunt Mavity wants me to go down to the store for her," Johnnie announced, returning. "Any of you girls like to come along?" Mandy had parted her lips to accept the general invitation, when Shade Buckheath rose to his feet and announced curtly, "I'll go with you." His glance added that nobody else was wanted, and Mandy subsided into a seat on the steps and watched the two walk away side by side.
When the shadows at the end of the block swallowed her up, Mavity turned, wiping her eyes, and addressed herself to her tasks. "I reckon Lou would 'a' been just like that if she'd 'a' lived," she said to Mandy Meacham, with the tender fatuity of mothers. "Johnnie seems like a daughter to me an' I know in my soul no daughter could be kinder.
"I have known him ever since I can remember," she replied, and he detected a slight stiffness in her manner. "Ahem! Er ah " began Mr. Mavity tactfully. "David was born here, Mr. Thane. Well, good night, Alix, good night." When she was quite out of hearing, the flustered parson lowered his voice and said to Courtney: "They er don't get along very well, you see.
"I'll help," she said simply, as she drew the excited coffee-pot to a corner of the range and dosed it judiciously with cold water. "Well, now, that's mighty good of you," panted worried Mavity Bence. "How queer things comes 'round," she ruminated as they dished up the biscuits and fried pork. "I helped you into the very world, Johnnie.
Johnny got suddenly to her feet. "Thank you, Aunt Mavity," she said kindly. "This is what's been troubling you, is it? Don't worry any more, I'll see about this, somehow. I must go back to Mother now."
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