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Suddenly he dropped upon his knees by her side, put his arm under her head and shoulders and raised her up; but her chin fell forward upon her bosom, and her eyes fixed and glazed. He laid her down gently, groaning in a tone of unspeakable anguish: "Miss Mayfield! My God! what have I done?"
"I ought to be very grateful," at last began Miss Mayfield, in quite another voice, and a suggestion that she was now approaching real and profitable conversation, "that I'm so much better. This mountain air has been like balm to me. I feel I am growing stronger day by day. I do not wonder that you are so healthy and so strong as you are, Mr. Jeff."
Women everywhere are pretty much the same." "So glad to hear you say that, Miz Mayfield," Margaret replied. "It ain't often that anybody agrees with me Jasper never do. If I'd say a crow's black, he'd 'low it was white." "Yes," drawled the old man, "ef you was to say so; but you never would say a crow was black. You'd say he was yaller. No, I don't allers dispute what you say.
"Here it is," said Jasper taking a cob pipe from the mantle-piece and giving it to her. "Won't you sit down, mammy? You look so tired." "No, Mars Jasper, I hain't hardly got time." She looked at the company, bade every one good morning, with a heart-felt "God bless you;" and looking at Mrs. Mayfield, slowly advanced toward her, gazing at her hand.
Mayfield replied, and then to Jim she added: "Did you ever have a fawn touch you with its velvety lip? The thrill of innocence, the " "Auntie, don't be extravagant," Tom broke in, and Lou gave him a look of tender reproof. "I wish you'd hush, Mr. Tom. I like to hear her talk." "Why why don't you like to hear me talk?" "I do except when you interrupt her." He hung his head. "Thank you.
Archly Lou looked at him and he added: "Unless you are to be my boss. And you can, I tell you that." "I have devised a charming plan," said Mrs. Mayfield. "We'll all be married up there on the top of the hill among the vines. Won't that be romantic? No church, no hot house flowers, but blossoms still alive, with humming birds sipping their honey.
But his short cut round the house was arrested by a voice and figure. It was Miss Mayfield, wrapped in a shawl and seated in a chair, basking in the sunlight at one of the bleakest and barest angles of the house. Jeff stopped in a delicious tremor. As we are dealing with facts, however, it would be well to look at the cause of this tremor with our own eyes and not Jeff's.
Of a certainty the other caballero had taken it!" "The other caballero!" gasped Jeff. "Si, senor. The one who arrived with you, or a moment, the very next moment, after you. 'Your friend, he said." Jeff staggered against the porch, and cast one despairing reproachful look at Miss Mayfield. "Oh, Jeff! Jeff! don't look so. I know I ought not to have kept you! It's a mistake, Jeff, believe me."
I I wish you would stay here a long time, Mrs. Mayfield." "I don't like to think of returning to what people almost senselessly call the world. This is the world as God made it. And amid these heart-throbs of genuine nature I am beginning to live anew."
Is it the girl?" Pellams's affirmative was put in language unrepeatable in a book for young persons. "Something gone wrong?" "Yes," etc. Jimmy wished to offer consolation. "Can I do anything?" "Yes," growled the man in a dress suit. "You can give me a sweater and take me to Mayfield!" Now Jimmy was a true friend. He would have gone anywhere for Pellams.
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