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Magendy because of Charlie." She looked at him as if she thought he would compel her to marry Mr. Mumford. "Oh dear " said Maggie, surprised at herself, as she began to cry again. She pressed the little muslin handkerchief to her eyes; not making a show of her grief; but furtive, rather, and ashamed. And Majendie took in all the pitifulness of her sweet, predestined nature.
There was all the washing to sort and divide into two large heaps: what might be sent to Mrs. Chitt in the village, and what might be kept for the ministrations of one Mrs. Mumford, who came every Monday to Wren's End. And this division was never arrived at without a good deal of argument between Jan and Meg. If Jan had had her way, Mrs.
He said she had a gray mare aboard, and a preacher. To me, this sufficiently accounted for the disaster; as it did, of course, to Mumford, who added 'But there are many ignorant people who would scoff at such a matter, and call it superstition. But you will always notice that they are people who have never traveled with a gray mare and a preacher. I went down the river once in such company.
Mumford. 'Good-night, Miss Derrick. For the grace of the thing, Emmeline would have liked to say 'Louise, but could not bring her lips to utter the name. About a year ago there had been a little misunderstanding between Mr. and Mrs. Mumford, which lasted for some twenty-four hours, during which they had nothing to say to each other.
Mumford is crochetin' silent; Professor Leonidas Barr is riggin' up some kind of a scientific dip net; J. Dudley Simms is down in the main saloon playin' solitaire; and Rupert sticks to the upper deck, where he's out of the way. Vee and me? Oh, we got hold of a map, and was tryin' to locate just where we were.
A careful letter, calculated for the eye of refinement; it supplied only the indispensable details of the writer's position, and left terms for future adjustment. 'It's so easy to explain to people, said Mumford, with an air of satisfaction, when he came back from the post, 'that you wanted a companion. As I'm quite sure you do.
Mumford, too well aware that yet another disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to read, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that Emmeline spoke to him. 'Mrs. Higgins will breakfast by herself to-morrow, she said severely. 'She may perhaps go before lunch; but in any case we shall not sit down at table with her again.
He rode on down the road toward me, and when he had approached, "Who goes there?" He immediately answered, "A friend." I thought that I recognized the voice in the darkness and said I, "Who are you?" He spoke up, and gave me his name. Then, said I, "Advance, friend, but you are my prisoner." He rode on toward me, and I soon saw that it was Mr. Mumford Smith, the old sheriff of Maury county.
At dinner, when they was servin' things, I glanced around and found all four of our treasure-huntin' bunch followin' every move made. The usual table chatter had stopped, too. "Why!" says Mrs. Mumford, springin' that silly laugh of hers, "it must be twenty minutes of." Nobody says a word, for Ole and Goulash was servin' the fish course. You could see they was fussed, too.
She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a doctor. 'And here I am, spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr. Mumford. The two went upstairs together, and on the first landing encountered Emmeline, sobbing and wailing hysterically with the child in her arms. Her husband spoke soothingly. 'Don't, don't, Emmy. Here's Dr. Billings come to see Miss Derrick.
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