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Nat was not strong enough for the long walk, and asked to stay at home with Tommy, who kindly offered to do the honors of Plumfield.
Plumfield, I am in want of hands hands for this very business you are about, ploughing and Fleda says you know everybody; so I have come to ask if you can direct me." " Heads or hands, do you want?" said Seth, clearing his boot- sole from some superfluous soil upon the share of his plough. "Why both, to tell you the truth.
"Well, you get it out for me yourself," said the old woman, speaking very energetically "don't you send no one else to the barrel for't, because I know you'll give me the biggest piece." Mrs. Plumfield laughed and promised. "I'll come up and work it out some odd day," said the daughter, nodding intelligently, as she followed them to the door. "We'll talk about that," said Mrs. Plumfield.
"Oh, this kind of thing, because aunt Lucy doesn't understand it, and can't get along with it so well. She likes better to sew, and I had quite as lief do this." "And don't you sew, too?" "Oh, a little. She does as much as she can," said Fleda, gravely. "Where is your other cousin?" said Mrs. Plumfield, abruptly. "Marion? she is in England, I believe we don't hear from her very often."
And most happily Mrs. Plumfield had discovered that the last tea Mr. Ringgan had brought from the little Queechy store was not very good, and there was no time to send up on "the hill" for more, so she made coffee. Verily it was not Mocha, but the thick yellow cream with which the cups were filled readily made up the difference. The most curious palate found no want.
"Fleda," said her aunt inquiringly, "is there anybody else that has put Mr. Olmney out of your head?" "Nobody in the world!" exclaimed Fleda with a frank look and tone of astonishment at the question, and cheeks colouring as promptly. "How could you ask? But he never was in my head, aunt Miriam." "Mr. Thorn?" said Mrs. Plumfield. "Mr. Thorn!" said Fleda indignantly.
But that pain at her heart stopped her, and pressing her hands together she burst into bitter weeping. "Nobody to talk to but me?" said Mrs. Plumfield after again soothing her for some time, "what do you mean, dear?"
"It's nothing new, aunt Miriam, only somehow I felt it particularly this morning, I have been kept in the house so long by this snow I have got dumpish I suppose. Aunt Miriam looked anxiously at the tears which seemed to come involuntarily, but she said nothing. "We are not getting along well at home." "I supposed that," said Mrs. Plumfield quietly. "But anything new?"
"I have heard all about it, Dan, and though you have broken the rules again, I am going to give you one more trial, to please Mother Bhaer." Dan flushed up to his forehead at this unexpected reprieve, but he only said in his gruff way, "I didn't know there was any rule about bull-fighting." "As I never expected to have any at Plumfield, I never did make such a rule," answered Mr.
But that pain at her heart stopped her, and pressing her hands together, she burst into bitter weeping. "Nobody to talk to but me?" said Mrs. Plumfield, after again soothing her for some time "what do you mean, dear?"
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