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She was not supposed to be a rich woman, and she had not been much engaged in suits at law, but it was surprising how much legal business Miss Panney had, as well as business of many other kinds. When Mrs. Tolbridge had left her, the old lady put away her scrap-book, and prepared to go downstairs.
Dear knows, I have enough of them, dating back for years and years." "But it will not do to make any mistakes, Miss Panney. Those old prescriptions might not suit you now." "Don't trouble yourself in the least about that," said the old lady, lifting her hand impressively; "medicine never injures me. Not a drop of it do I ever take inside of me, prescription or no prescription.
"We can never live the life we ought in this world, my dear," she said, "if we allow our sensitive fancies to interfere with the advancement of our interests." "Miss Panney," cried Dora, sitting upright in her chair, "do you mean that I ought to go out there, and try to catch Ralph Haverley, no matter how they treat me?"
"There's other things here she wanted to look after." "Upon my word!" exclaimed La Fleur, "I can't imagine what there is on this place that Miss Panney need concern herself about." "There isn't no place," said Phoebe, "where there isn't somethin' that Miss Panney wants to consarn herself in." La Fleur looked at Phoebe, and then dropped the subject.
The doctor involuntarily pushed back his chair, but before he could make up his mind whether he ought to be frightened or amused, Miss Panney sat down as promptly as she had risen, and a grim smile appeared upon her face. "How you do make me jump with your sudden announcements," she said. "I am sure I am very glad that Dora is going away.
Hav'ley an' that little Miss Drane was to be married in the fall, an' that they was goin' away, all of them, to the wife's mother's to live, bein' that that old farm out thar didn't pay to run, an' never would. I reckoned they'd git sick of it afore this, which I always said." "Phoebe!" exclaimed Miss Panney, "I do not believe a word of all that! How dare you tell me such a lot of lies?"
In her notions and schemes regarding the person and estate of Ralph Haverley, the good cook, La Fleur, lacked one great advantage possessed by her rival planner and schemer Miss Panney; for she whose cause was espoused by the latter old woman was herself eager for the fray and desirous of victory, whereas Cicely Drane had not yet thought of marrying anybody, and outside of working hours was devoting herself to getting all the pleasure she could out of life, not regarding much whether it was her mother or Miriam or Mr.
Now was heard from within, the voice of Cicely, who had come downstairs from her work, and who, not knowing that Miriam had a visitor, was calling to her that it was time to get dinner. "My dear," said Miss Panney, "go in and attend to your duties, and if you will let me, I shall like ever so much to stay and take dinner with you, and you need not put yourself to the least trouble about me.
The last thing she had said was that she would wait until he returned to her, and here she was, waiting. When he spoke, his manner had lost the free-heartedness of a little while before; there was a slight diffidence in it. Hearing that Miss Panney was in the house, Dora turned her bonnet downward, and she also frowned a little. "Why should that old person come in this very morning?" she thought.
"Kitty Tolbridge!" she exclaimed, "this is too bad. You're trifling with the greatest treasure a woman can have on this earth the life of a good husband." "But what am I to do?" asked Mrs. Tolbridge. "I have tried everywhere, and I can get no one better." "Everywhere," repeated Miss Panney. "You mean everywhere in Thorbury. You oughtn't to expect to get a decent cook in this little town.
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