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And me, like a fool, suspecting nothing, off I goes! There's the stuff!" viciously flinging the chemist's parcel on to the floor. "Eh! Miss Molly'll have more than a headache to face, I'm thinking!" "But she mustn't, Jane! We've got to get her back, somehow." Though Sara spoke with such assured conviction, she was inwardly racked with anxiety. What could they do two forlorn women?
So he did not heed Jane when she said, "Poor poor little Molly," but replied as he latched the Culpepper gate, "Oh, Molly'll be all right. You can't mix business and pleasure, you know. Bob must stay." And when Molly went into the house, she found her mother waiting for her. The colonel's courage had failed him. The mother took her daughter's hand, and the two walked up the broad stairs together.
To-night, 'bout sundown, Major Molly'll keep her promise." All through the day this happy thought was uppermost. In the afternoon she followed Major Molly's instructions, and hung pine wreaths about the cabin. The short afternoon sped on, and sundown came, and the gray dusk, and then the stars came out. "Where's your Major Molly now?" asked the mother.
Molly'll be grateful to you for inventing such a plan for me. She'll want you to be the one to carry it out." No argument of his could convince the girl, however. They came back to the hotel at last, after a walk by the river, closer friends than before, but Dierdre depressed, if no longer sulky. She seemed in a strange, tense mood, as though there were more she wished to say if she dared.
"I've known her and loved her ever since she was a hot-tempered, imperious little girl which is all she is now. Engaged ... and engaged to Morrison! It's a plain case of schoolgirl infatuation!" He was lost in wonder, uneasy wonder it seemed, for after a period of musing he brought out: "They'll cut each other's throats inside six months. Or Molly'll cut her own.
I did not know what to say, and he answered the question himself: "Yas, de Lord knows, dat man needs tendin' to, an I'se mighty anxious fur de good Lord to take him in han'. We'll live to see ebery black man free, Miss Em'ly, we shall, shure, an' dere'll be high times down in Charleston. Wonder what little Molly'll do?" "I have been thinking about her," I said.
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