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"And of course," she went on, "you'll have to fix up a love interest. You remember you told me it was absolutely necessary to have one." "Yes, I'll try that too," I assured her. "And the post-mistress as well. All the best stories have one." "Don't you dare," she called after me, laughing. My friend was busy at his easel, blocking out a poster for a breakfast-food. "Where's Bill?" I asked.
And yet she would pass directly by the residence of Miss Harriet Corvey, the post-mistress. As Miss Annie walked along the narrow path which ran by the roadside to Howlett's, with the blue sky above her, and the pleasant October sunshine all about her, and followed at a little distance by the boy Plez, carrying a basket, she did not seem to be taking that enjoyment in her walk which was her wont.
December 23d she came into Milltown Malbay for goods, and was refused. The police accompanied her, but no person would supply her. On the 2d of January she came again, when one trader supplied her with some bread, but refused groceries. The police accompanied her to several traders, who all refused. Ultimately she was supplied by the post-mistress.
She fears that Louise, who is not accustomed to the usages of society, may tire me. I am neither a Nero nor a Caligula, but many a time have I mentally condemned the honest post-mistress to the wild beasts of the Circus!
Rivers gathered no comfort from a consultation of surgeons, who talked of the long-lasting effects of concussion of the brain. Made careful by the sad change he had observed in Ann Penhallow when last seen, he sent his telegram for Leila to the care of the post-mistress, and a day later a brief letter. Understanding the mode of address, Mrs.
That's where a rummage-sale comes in handy." Leila laughed. "Why not sell the unsatisfactory young man, Mrs. Crocker?" "Well, that ain't a bad idea," said the post-mistress slyly, "if he's a damaged article a rummage-sale of husbands not up to sample." "A very useful idea," said the young woman. "Good-bye."
The post-mistress in the Cove store spread the news that it had come, and that night the Shelley kitchen would be crowded. Isobel Shelley, Nora's younger sister, read the letter aloud by virtue of having gone to school long enough to be able to pronounce the words and tell where the places named were situated. The Camerons had spent the autumn in New York and had then gone south for the winter.
The good woman showed him a lane which led to the church, telling him the rectory was close beside it. While the young abbe followed this lane, which was full of stones and closed on either side by hedges, the post-mistress questioned the postilion.
Thus I knew very well this post-mistress, who mixed herself more in the business than her husband, and who has herself related to me this adventure more than once. She did all she could, uselessly, to obtain some explanation upon these alarms.
Locked away in the old workbox, where she kept the papers to which she attached importance, was a letter bearing the imprint 'O.A.S., which had been delivered to her on Sunday afternoon by the Grasmere post-mistress. It ran as follows: 'DEAR MISS COOKSON, I know of course that you are fully convinced the poor fellow we have here in charge has nothing to do with your brother-in-law.
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