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The clerk informed her gravely that, aside from personal experience, all the information on marriages in Kern county was contained in the book before her; so Mrs. Pennycook returned to San Pasqual, vindicated in the eyes of the committee on individual morals. The following day Mrs.
He says it's a felony to send a 'nonymous letter through the United States mails. I'm just a-tellin' you to give you fair warnin'." Miss Pickett, although greatly agitated, pursed her mouth contemptuously and closed the delivery window. Mr. Pennycook left for the Hat Ranch.
Who ever heard of a sick man getting anything but that?" Mr. Hennage showed his three gold teeth. "Ain't Mrs. Pennycook been down with a plate o' calf's-foot jelly or somethin' o' that nature?" he asked. It was Donna's turn to laugh. "I hardly think she'll come. She hasn't given me a friendly look in three years."
Corblay had left her daughter two hundred and twenty-eight dollars and ninety-five cents. This decided Mrs. Pennycook. "It'll be kinder nice like, don't you think, Donna?" she queried. Donna nodded dubiously. "An' what was your poor dear mamma's church?" continued Mrs. Pennycook. "She didn't have any" Donna answered, truthfully enough. Again Mrs. Pennycook sniffed. "Well, then, I suppose Mr.
Daniel! At the mention of his Christian name Mr. Pennycook quivered. He knew he was in for it now, but he didn't care. It occurred to him that he might as well, to quote a homely proverb, "be hanged for a sheep as a lamb."
Mrs. Pennycook, emboldened by the absence of Harley P. Hennage, gathered about her a committee of five other ladies and swooped down on the Hat Ranch. Donna was standing at her front gate when this purity squad approached. She guessed their mission instantly, and welcomed it.
He will be in San Pasqual about the first of April, Mrs. Pennycook, and if at that time you desire to learn the circumstances, he will be charmed, I know, to relate them to you." "I am not interested" retorted the gossip. "Judging by this unexpected visit and your pointed remarks, dear Mrs. Pennycook, I think I might be pardoned for presuming that you were." Mrs.
Pennycook leaned his greasy elbows on the delivery window and gazed long and sternly at Miss Pickett. "Miss Pickett" he said presently, "we found a 'nononymous letter on Borax O'Rourke after he was killed. There's folks in San Pasqual that says the letter's in your handwritin'." "'Tain't so!" shrilled the spinster. "Well, this man McGraw says it is so, an' he's goin' to get an expert to prove it.
Upon its arrival, therefore, Donna greeted the delegation cordially, receiving an equally cordial return of the greeting from all except Mrs. Pennycook, who swept into the Hat Ranch in dignified silence, head up and nose in the air, after the manner of one who scents a moral stench and is resolved to eradicate it at all hazard. "This is an unexpected pleasure" Donna said hospitably.
Nobody ever knew a thing about her, an' you remember the talk that used to be goin' around about her." "The tree grows as the twig is bent" Miss Pickett murmured. "I'll say this much, though, Miss Pickett" continued Mrs. Pennycook.
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