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She'd sit right there, and her mother'd come up, and she'd tell her she had a headache. To meet him was impossible; she just hated him. He was hard and cruel; she'd never see him again; he had degraded her. The whole place became unbearable as she relived the past; she must get away from him, from it all, at any cost, as soon as she could. They'd be sorry when she was gone.
I can stay a whole week on it, and then it'll take me back again. Jest think, now, that little boy of mine has got to be a officer a city marshal of a whole town! That's somethin' like a constable, ain't it? I never knowed he was a officer; he didn't say nothin' about it in his letters. I reckon he thought his old mother'd be skeered about the danger he was in. But, laws!
The young woman looked down on the bundle and nodded her head. "There, that'll do. If you weant, you weant; I've tek'n 'ee back, an' us must fit and make the best o't. The cheeld'll never be good for much born lame like that. But 'twas to be, I s'pose." Lizzie sat dumb, but hugged the bundle closer. "'Tis like a judgment. If your mother'd been spared, 'twudn' have happened.
You cannot deny me this, Judge," says Anna, with an arch smile, and pausing for a reply. "Wol, as to that," responds this high functionary, "if I'd power, 'twouldn't be long afore I'd dew it, though his mother'd turn the town upside down; but I hain't no power in the premises. I make it a rule, on and off the bench, never to refuse the request of a pretty woman. Chivalry, you know."
Jewel lifted her shoulders and looked at him. "Then we ought to row over, don't you think so?" "You're not willing to be a thorough-going land lubber, are you?" returned the broker. "No," Jewel sighed. "I'd rather bail than keep off the pond. Oh, but I forgot," with a sudden thought, "mother'd get wet if she rowed over and it would be too bad to make her walk through the fields alone."
"We was llvin' at Rocky Head, I guess I told you b'fore?" "Yes," Louise said, interested. "The Bravo was makin' reg'lar trips from Newport to Bangor, Maine. Short-coastin' v'y'ges paid well in them days. There come a big storm in the spring onexpected. Mother'd got a letter from Cap'n Josh father he'd put out o' Newport with a sartain tide. He warn't jest a fair-weather skipper.
"It's somewhere about here that I got lost from camp when I was a kid," Bud observed, tilting back his hat and lifting a knee to snap a dry stick over it. "Mother'd know, I bet. I kinda wish we'd brought her and dad along with us. That's about eighteen years ago they trailed a herd north and here we are, taking our trail herd north on the same trail!
"Father was talkin' with Mother last night he didn' go out with the boats: and 'Bert and I both heard him say didn' we, 'Bert? 'twas safe as to-morrow's sun. The way we heard was that Mother'd forgot to order us to bed; which hasn't happened not since Coronation Night an' the bonfire.
So I wrote it," said Alice, "and Billy copied it." Perhaps I wasn't nice to the child, for I couldn't listen to her. I was watching Charles Edward and Aunt Elizabeth, and saying to myself that mother'd want me to sit still and meet Aunt Elizabeth when she came "like a good girl," as she used to say to me when I was little and begged to get out of hard things. Alice went on talking and gasping.
"Mother wants to know if you won't come down right away this evening. Our Tommy is seemingly sick." "Seemingly sick?" asked Phillida. "How do you mean?" "He's got a belief in a sore throat," said Mr. Martin, "and he's seemingly not well. Mother'd like to see you."
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