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I don't know any girl, except Meg, of whom I think so highly as Hennie Penny." "Henrietta?" Graeme nodded. "Well now," said Pixley presently. "As a matter of information, what was in your mind to do if I'd gone on?" "You'd never have got as far as the church, my boy." "No? Why?" "If the Seigneur hadn't stopped you, I would. But I'm inclined to think he'd have seen to you all right."
Nevertheless, Margaret could not quite get rid of the feeling of discomfort which the news of Charles Pixley's arrival had cast over her, and Graeme anathematised that young man most fervently each time he glanced at her face. After lunch Graeme went back to the hotel, and found Pixley lolling on the seat outside, in a much more contented frame of mind than on his first arrival.
I'll be around ag'in some evenin', and I reckon before 'lection day comes there may be somep'n doin' I might have better fer ye than a bottle. Keep your eye on me, boys, an' foller the leader. That's the idea. So long!" "Vote a Republican!" Pietro shouted after him gaily. Pixley turned. "Jest foller yer leader," he rejoined. "That's the way to learn politics, boys."
"Oh, there's lots of fun in store for them," said Graeme, laughing like a schoolboy out for a holiday. "And, as Hennie Penny says, we can do heaps in a fortnight." Having made up their minds that there was no earthly reason why Charles Pixley and Hennie Penny should not be as happy as they were themselves, Margaret and Graeme saw to it that nothing should be awanting in the way of opportunity.
And of all that company, none beamed more brightly, nor enjoyed himself more, than Charles Pixley, who, having come to curse, had, in most approved fashion, stayed to bless, and had even beaten the prophet's record by giving away to another the treasure he had desired for himself. In the usual course of things, after the feasting would have come games and songs until dark.
It is a kind of a resky thing to do, and I wouldn't write any more to-day, Ardelia." And she heard to me and after a settin' a while with us, she went back to Mr. Pixley's. Wall, we hadn't been to Saratoga long before Aunt Polly Pixley came over to see us, for Aunt Polly had been as good as her word and had come to Saratoga, to her 2d cousins, the Mr. Pixley'ses, where Ardelia wuz a stopping.
Pixley looked about the room, his little red eyes peering out cannily from under his crooked brows at each of the sulky figures in the damp shadows. "You boys all vote the way Pete says?" he asked. "Vote same Pietro," answered Vesschi. "Allaways." "Allaways a Republican," added Pietro sparkingly, with abundant gesture. "'Tis a greata-great countra.
Miss Penny's natural goodness of heart impelled her to the most delicate consideration towards Mrs. Pixley. Hennie Penny, you see, had come bravely through dire troubles of her own, and tribulation softens the heart as it does the ormer.
We're stopping their fun," said Hennie Penny, and when he led her to a seat the rest of the room all clapped their enjoyment. Graeme and Margaret danced a round or two to endorse the festivities, but they were not in it with Pixley and Hennie Penny, and they soon dropped out and clapped heartily with the rest.
Now what did she mean by that if she really had said it and he had not been dreaming? Was it possible Margaret had come to get away from Jeremiah Pixley and Charles Svendt? On the face of it, it seemed not impossible, for Graeme's only wonder was that she could ever have borne with them so long. His brain was in a whirl.
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