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The business was soon transacted, accompanied with Mrs. Mumpson's venomous words, for she had discovered that she could stigmatize Holcroft with impunity. He went to Jane and shook her hand as he said goodby. "I am sorry for you, and I won't forget my promise;" then drove rapidly away. "Cousin Lemuel," said Mrs. Mumpson plaintively, "won't you have Timothy take my trunk to our room?"

"To think that a respecterbly connected woman like me " But for once Mrs. Mumpson found language inadequate. Since Mrs. Wiggins occupied the rocking chair, she hardly knew what to do and plaintively declared, "I feel as if my whole nervous system was giving way." "No 'arm 'll be done hif hit does," remarked Mrs. Wiggins, who was not in an amiable mood.

"Jane, didn't you hear me call for a light?" he asked a little sharply. Mrs. Mumpson rose with great dignity and began, "Mr. Holcroft, I wish to remonstrate " "Oh, bother! I've brought a woman to help you, and we're both wet through from this driving rain." "You've brought a strange female at this time of "

Jane, therefore, solaced herself by watching the "cheap girl" till her mother appeared. Mrs. Mumpson sailed majestically in and took the rocking chair, mentally thankful that it had survived the crushing weight imposed upon it the evening before. Mrs. Wiggins did not drop a courtesy. Indeed, not a sign of recognition passed over her vast, immobile face. Mrs. Mumpson was a little embarrassed.

Next pour in about a pint of boiling water from the kettle, set the pot on the stove and let it the coffee, I mean cook twenty minutes, remember, not less than twenty minutes. I'll be back to breakfast by that time. Now you know just how I want my coffee, don't you?" looking at Jane. Jane nodded, but Mrs. Mumpson began, "Oh certainly, certainly!

With a momentary, and, as she felt, a proper pause before descending to ordinary topics, she resumed, "My dear Mr. Holcroft, no doubt it will be a relief to your overfraught mind to pour into a symperthetic ear the story of your troubles with those er those peculiar females that er that " "Mrs. Mumpson, it would be a much greater relief to my mind to forget all about 'em," he replied briefly.

"I could calculate the actions of a setting hen with her head cut off better than I can this widow's. But there's no help for it," and he came down looking very resolute. "I've let the fire in my stove go out, and there's no more danger," he said quietly, as he sat down on the porch opposite Mrs. Mumpson. "Oh-h," she exclaimed, with a long breath of relief, "we've saved the dwelling.

Mumpson had occupied and came downstairs. "I must get a ladder and examine the chimney," he said as he passed. "Oh, my dear Mr. Holcroft!" the widow began. "Can't talk with you yet," and he hastened on. "As soon as he's sure the house is safe, Jane, all will be well." But the girl had grown hopeless and cynical.

Why, can't you see he hates talk and wants somethin' done?" "Jane," said Mrs. Mumpson, in her most severe and dignified manner, "you are not only disrespectful to your parent, but you're a time server. What Mr. Holcroft wants is a very secondary matter; what is BEST for him is the chief consideration. But I have touched on things far above your comprehension.

Mumpson reached the inevitable, she yielded; the paper was signed, and Jane, who had already made up her small bundle, nodded triumphantly to her mother and followed Watterly. Mrs. Mumpson, on tiptoe, followed also, bent on either propitiating Holcroft and so preparing the way for a visit, or else on giving him once more a "piece of her mind."

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