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"I want you should take her to my sisters' in Riverboro," she said. "Do you know Mirandy and Jane Sawyer? They live in the brick house." Lord bless your soul, he knew 'em as well as if he'd made 'em! "Well, she's going there, and they're expecting her. Will you keep an eye on her, please? If she can get out anywhere and get with folks, or get anybody in to keep her company, she'll do it.
An' then I didn't know " "Law! let him alone!" said Marthy, with a comfortable, throaty laugh. "He'll feel twice as well, git some o' them things off his neck. Here, Cyrus, you reach me down your mug ain't them your shavin' things up there? an' I'll fill it for you. You git him a piece o' flannel, Mirandy, to put on when he's washed up an' took all that stuff off his throat.
One proved to be the local doctor's wife and the other was a kindly looking farmer. "I knowed that girl warn't being treated right, right along," said the man. "And I told Mirandy that I was going to put a stop to it." "It is a disgrace," said the doctor's wife, "that we should have allowed it to go on so long. I will take the child myself " "And so'll Mirandy," declared the farmer.
'Wa-all, never mind a-talkin' about it now, says Mirandy, settin' to quiet her, an' pettin' an' soothin' her in a way that I wouldn't a-believed of Mirandy if I hadn't a-seen it; for she hasn't had much to tetch the soft spot in her heart sence our leetle Sallie died, which is nigh onto eight year ago.
He made us sit down at the table, and Mirandy placed the best her simple larder afforded before us. As we went out by the fire again, our host said, with some embarrassment: "Now, strangers, I know ye're fagged out, an' for sure ye're welcome to the tiptop of everythin' we've got. But I'm blessed if I can tell whar ye're a-goin' ter sleep ternight.
Farms were rather scattered in that neighborhood, but occasionally they passed country homes, when all the folks would rush forth to learn what the drumming and fifing meant. "They are the Putnam Hall cadets," said one farm woman. "How neat they look and how nicely they march!" "Puts me in mind o' war times, Mirandy," said her husband. "Don't you remember how the boys marched away in them days"?
And Betsey Short giggled until her tuck-comb fell out, though she was on the defeated side. Shocky got up and danced with pleasure. But one suffocating look from the aqueous eyes of Mirandy destroyed the last spark of Ralph's pleasure in his triumph, and sent that awful below-zero feeling all through him. "He's powerful smart, is the master," said old Jack to Mr. Pete Jones.
"I guess you don't mean Mrs. Appleton Brice," said Mrs. Reed. "That's just who I mean," answered Miss Crane, triumphantly, nay, aggressively. Mrs. Abner shook her curls in a way that made people overwhelm her with proofs. "Mirandy, you're cracked," said she. "Ain't you never been to Boston?" Miss Crane bridled. This was an uncalled-for insult.
Mirandy put her potatoes on to boil, and set the fish on the stove to freshen; then She sat down by the window, with a great basket beside her, and began to bind shoes. "Here," said Mrs. Wadleigh, coming to her feet and adjusting her skirt, "you give me a needle! I've got my thimble right here in my pocket. It's three months sence I've seen a shoe. I should admire to do a pair or two.
Miss Ross told me about Paris; she bought my pink sunshade there and my bead purse. You see how it opens with a snap? I've twenty cents in it, and it's got to last three months, for stamps and paper and ink. Mother says aunt Mirandy won't want to buy things like those when she's feeding and clothing me and paying for my school books." "Paris ain't no great," said Mr. Cobb disparagingly.
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