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Updated: June 6, 2025
Last night 'e talked about making a 'ole in the water to celebrate 'Melia Kybird's wedding, and she came over and sat in that chair and cried as if 'er 'art would break. After she'd gone Teddy comes over, fierce as a eagle, and wants to know wot I've been saying to 'is mother to make 'er cry. Between the two of 'em I 'ave a nice life of it."
One word he rejected, and then another. His cheeks wrinkled up into obstinate smiling, and he made the grimace of a child over its bitter draught. "'Melia, it ain't fair," he complained. "No, it ain't. I'll take one of 'em, if you say so, or I'll own it don't make a mite o' difference whose they be. But as to lyin' " "Say it!" commanded Amelia. "Whose were they?" "Mine!" said Enoch.
I made you a good bargain, an' when you come to think it over, I guess you'd rather it'd stan' so than run the resk of havin' folks make a handle of it. Good-by, 'Melia. You've been good to me, better 'n anybody ever was in the world." She heard his step, swift and steady, through the shed and out at the door. He was gone.
"'Melia," said he brokenly, "I guess I never told you in so many words, but it's the truth: if God Almighty was to make me a woman, I'd have her you, not a hair altered. I never cared a straw for any other. I know that now. You're all there is in the world." When they walked up over the brown field, the sun lay very warmly there with a promise of spring fulfilled.
After a half hour's talk with him, unseasonable callers were likely to withdraw, perhaps into the pantry, whither Amelia had retreated to escape catechism, and remark jovially, "Well, 'Melia, you ain't told us who your company is!" "Mr. Willis," said Amelia. She was emulating his habit of reserve. It made a part of her new loyalty.
Lobster had long ago given 'Melia the go-by, they learned, in return for the ham and the tea; and they got her address and hunted her up in a back-street behind the Queen's Crescent, and W. Keyse failed to recognise his charmer of old in a red-nosed, frowsy slattern, married to a sweated German in the baking-trade and mother of two of the dirtiest kids you ever ! And Mrs.
He followed them into the small and untidy back parlour, and being requested by his hostess to squeeze in next to 'Melia at the small round table, complied so literally with the order that that young lady complained bitterly of his encroachments. "And where do you think of sleeping to-night?" inquired Mr. Kybird after his daughter had, to use her own expressive phrase, shown the guest "his place."
You know he didn't like changes." "Blue spread on the west room bed?" "Yes." "Spinnin'-wheels out in the shed chamber, where his gran'mother Hooper kep' 'em?" "Yes." "Say, 'Melia, do you s'pose that little still's up attic he used to have such a royal good time with, makin' essences?" Amelia's eyes filled suddenly with hot, unmanageable tears. "Yes," she said; "we used it only two summers ago.
To get some distraction from her many troubles, Mavis next set about seeking out all the people who had ever been kind to her in order that they should benefit from her good fortune. It did not take her long to discover that Miss Annie Mee was dead; but for all she and her solicitors were able to do, they could find no trace of 'Melia.
He was, it had been said, in the habit of inventing lies, and challenging other folks to stick to 'em. But Enoch made no reply. He went soberly on with his work. "Law, 'Melia, to think o' your bein' married," continued Josiah, turning to her. "I never should ha' thought that o' you." "I never thought it of myself," said Amelia tartly. "You don't know what you'll do till you're tried."
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