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This was so much worse than he had imagined, as any possible effect from his words, that Peletiah couldn't speak, but stood over her in silent misery. Seeing this, Ezekiel took matters into his own hands. "I'm going to run after the funeral and get Ma to come home; she'll be at the top of the procession," and he moved off toward the gateway. "Stop!" Rachel squealed; then she sprang to her feet.
"'You lie! says the old man from the bedroom, speaking as loud and f'erce as ever you heard. 'They hung him to the yard-arm! "'Don't mind him, says Andrew; 'he's wandering-like, and he had a bad dream along back in the spring; I s'posed he'd forgotten it. But the Decker fellow he turned pale, and kept talking crooked while he listened to old Peletiah a-scolding to himself.
"But that's just what I want to do," cried Rachel, with sparkling eyes; "I'm goin' to learn an' learn, till I can't learn no more." Peletiah was so occupied in edging off from her that he forgot to correct her speech. "Yes, I'm goin' to learn," exclaimed Rachel, in a glad little shout, and, springing to her feet, she swung her arms over her head.
But the child was scowling, and biting her thin lips, and she suffered Mrs. Henderson to assist her into the wide old vehicle without any further change of expression. When once in, she gazed around, then leaned forward on the slippery old green leather seat. "Can't Peletiah come?" she gasped; "there's lots o' room." "No," said Mrs. Henderson.
"Oh, my! ain't things sweet, though!" wrinkling up her nose in delight. "I lost the butter-pat," observed Peletiah, when he could get his breath. "I never see anything so beautiful," Rachel was saying, over and over. Then she flung herself flat on the grass, and buried her nose in it, smelling it hungrily. "Oh, my!" "I lost the butter-pat," observed Peletiah again, and standing over her.
"Yes, you take 'em," said Grandma decidedly. "You've been real good to read them letters. Here, Peletiah." "No, I thank you, ma'am," said Peletiah again, not offering to stir. "Well, I must be going," and he went slowly out of the kitchen, leaving Grandma with the big peppermints in her hand. That evening, after everything was quiet at the parsonage, the minister called his wife into the study.
A fellow of ponderous belly and face, calling himself Don Perez Goneti, but whose real name was Peletiah Anseeth, a renegade, and as arrant a rascal as ever left Georgia to save his neck, now came forward, and addressing the general, informed him that he was the king's keeper, and lawgiver to the nation.
"I wonder now," she said, "if they don't want my receet for Cousin Mirandy's weddin' cake; it's in th' Bible there" nodding over to the little stand. Peletiah, seeing her so absorbed, waited patiently till the second letter was called for. He never for an instant thought of sliding off; so he pulled it out of its envelope, and got ready.
"Well, she ain't going to shake me," he said, but it was in a fainter voice, and he didn't look at Rachel's eyes. "And you mustn't ask Mother to send her back," said Peletiah stubbornly. "She ain't going to shake me." It was now so low that scarcely any one could hear it. "And you mustn't ask Mother to send her back," said Peletiah again. "She's going to stay here just for ever and ever."
Can't I make him come in?" "No, sit still. Husband" the parson's wife looked down the table "excuse me a minute." She slipped out, and in another moment in she came, and Peletiah with her. And then Mr.
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