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I reckon my Tom stayed at your house last night one of you. And now he's afraid to come to church. I've got to settle with him." Mrs. Thatcher shook her head feebly and turned paler than ever. "He didn't stay with us," said Mrs. Harper, beginning to look uneasy. A marked anxiety came into Aunt Polly's face. "Joe Harper, have you seen my Tom this morning?" "No'm." "When did you see him last?"
Virginia suddenly leaped to the ground without his assistance. "That's enough, Ned," she said, and started toward the house. "Jinny! Miss Jinny!" The call was plaintive. "Well, what?" "Miss Jinny, I seed that than young gemman. Lan' sakes, he ain' look like er Yankee." "Ned," said Virginia, sternly, "do you want to go back to cooking?" He quailed. "Oh, no'm Lan' sakes, no'm.
But this one was different, very different, and he could not move; this was the teacher, his teacher, the thing he had set up on a pedestal by the throne of God Himself yes, higher; or, at any rate, more continuously in his thoughts. "Have you forgotten Bob wants you?" she finally asked. "No'm," he answered. "I war jest 'bout ter go."
Or else maybe we kin send mah man Sam down to de station house fo' 'em." "No, I had better telephone, in case it is necessary. But perhaps I had better take a look out there. Perhaps the man from the store may have set the cream off to one side." "No'm, he didn't do dat. I took p'ticlar notice where he set it.
Virginia suddenly leaped to the ground without his assistance. "That's enough, Ned," she said, and started toward the house. "Jinny! Miss Jinny!" The call was plaintive. "Well, what?" "Miss Jinny, I seed that than young gemman. Lan' sakes, he ain' look like er Yankee." "Ned," said Virginia, sternly, "do you want to go back to cooking?" He quailed. "Oh, no'm Lan' sakes, no'm.
"Perhaps," she thought, "it would take twenty minutes to get to the foot of the hill? I'll not look down the road for ten minutes more." After a while she said faintly, "Is it coming?" "No'm," David assured her, "Mrs. Richie, what does God eat?" There was no answer. "Does he eat us?" "No, of course not." "Why not?"
"What's the matter?" repeated Mrs. Bunker. "Are you hurt, Russ?" "No'm that is, not very much. I I fell out of the hammock." "Yes, I see you did. What made you? Did you swing too high? I've told you not to do that." "What does it all mean?" asked Daddy Bunker, while Grandpa Ford looked on. "Were you trying to do some circus tricks in the hammock, Russ?" "No.
She put her face in sight a moment to explain, "I have got to be here and give out the lettas till Mr. Fane gets back," and then withdrew it. He tried to lose himself in his book, but her tender voice spoke from time to time beyond the boxes, and Gregory kept listening for Clementina to say, "No'm, there a'n't.
"I see your mother has a new fur coat," I said, with the plate of doughnuts just beyond his reach. "Yes'm." "She didn't buy it?" "She didn't buy it. Say, Mrs. Pitman, gimme that doughnut." "Oh, so the coat washed in!" "No'm. Pap found it, down by the Point, on a cake of ice. He thought it was a dog, and rowed out for it."
She sat in her room one afternoon, frankly miserable, when Hepsey stalked in, unannounced, and gave her a card. "Mr. Carl Winfield!" Ruth repeated aloud. "Some one to see me, Hepsey?" she asked, in astonishment. "Yes'm. He's a-waitin' on the piazzer." "Didn't you ask him to come in?" "No'm. Miss Hathaway, she don't want no strangers in her house."
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