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"I don't understand why you allow Ben to be so disrespectful," she said. "Law, Mrs. Barry," replied Miss Upton, "you must know that women don't care anything about bein' respected. What they want is to be liked; and Ben's a good friend o' mine." "Sure thing," remarked the young fellow, something in Miss Mehitable's eyes reminding him of her portentous yesterday and his promise.
By dint of extra work, Araminta's eighth patchwork quilt was made for quilting, and the Ladies' Aid Society was invited to Miss Mehitable's for the usual Summer revelry of quilting and gossip. Miss Evelina was invited, but refused to go.
Seems to me that if the Almighty had meant for women to be carrying skirts all their lives, He'd have give us another hand and elbow in our backs, like a jinted stove-pipe, for the purpose. Not having the extra hand, I go short on skirts when I'm cleaning." Miss Mehitable's clean, crisp, calico gown ceased abruptly at her ankles.
I tell you her eyes and her story were all the truth, Ben Barry. I ain't a fool." "No, dear, no. Of course. But how much did you give her?" "Give her what?" "Money." "I didn't give her any, poor lamb." Into Miss Mehitable's indignant eyes came a wild look. "I wonder if I'd ought to have. I wonder if it would have helped any." Ben gave a low laugh.
Farther down in the trunk were the few relics of Miss Mehitable's far-away girlhood. A dog-eared primer, a string of bright buttons, a broken slate, a ragged, disreputable doll, and a few blown birds' eggs carefully packed away in a small box of cotton these were her treasures. There was an old autograph album with a gay blue cover which the years in the trunk had not served to fade.
The man scowled at Mehitable's umbrella planted victoriously beside its owner and his thin lips expressed his impatience most unbecomingly. Then he caught sight of the vacant table and started for that with the haste which, like many predecessors, he was to find unnecessary.
Miss Mehitable's troubled brow cleared even while she blushed, seeing that he had read her thoughts. "I don't know as this is exactly proper, Ben," she said doubtfully. "Take my word for it, it is," he replied. "Let me be your conscience for a few weeks. I may not see you for a day or two. I have another little job of kidnapping on hand; so I put you on your honor to do your part."
Barry emerge. Ben's assurance flashed into her thought. "Whatever she may do hereafter, remember it is of her own volition." The lady came in, and, smiling a return to Miss Mehitable's welcome, looked at the girl in the blue dress. She liked the self-possessed manner with which Geraldine greeted her. "I'm trying to make Pearl feel at home, you see," said the girl. "Mrs.
White and gold china vases stood on the mantel, and a little china dog, who would never have dared to bark had he been alive, so chaste and humble of countenance was he, sat forever between the two vases, keeping faithful guard over Miss Mehitable's treasures. The silver coffin plates of the Smiths, matted with black, and deeply framed, occupied the place of honour over the mantel.
Miss Evelina nodded, her beautiful eyes shining with tears. "Mother!" said Ralph, thickly. Like a hurt child, he went to her, and sobbed his heart out, in the shelter of her arms. Undine Finds Her Soul The year was at its noon. Every rose-bush was glorious with bloom, and even the old climbing rose which clung, in its decay, to Miss Mehitable's porch railing had put forth a few fragrant blossoms.
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