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Updated: June 15, 2025
You're goin' and so's Mr. Bangs, and and I do like 'em so, those spirit meetin's. They scare me 'most to death and I just love 'em. PLEASE can't I go, Miss Martha?" Martha took pity on her. "Well, all right, Primmie," she said. "Go, if you want to. I don't believe Jethro will care.
She uttered her first preliminary groan. Cousin Gussie, being an unsophisticated stranger, was startled, as Mr. Bangs had been at the former seance, but Primmie's whisper reassured him. "It's all right," whispered Primmie. "She ain't sick nor nothin'. She's just a-slippin' off." The banker did not understand. "Slipping off?" he repeated. "Off what?" "Off into sperit land.
"Blowed right out to sea, and 'most brand-new, too. My savin' soul, Miss Martha, folks ought to be careful what they say, hadn't they?... Eh, hadn't they?" "Oh, I guess so, Primmie. I don't know what you're talkin' about. Can't I help you to a little more of the chicken pie, Mr. Bangs? Just a little BIT more?"
Bangs' trade was any more'n I did." Mr. Bloomer cleared his throat. "Mr. Bangs," he observed sadly, "didn't I tell you she'd make a ship out of a shingle? If you'd puffed smoke, and whistled once in a while, she'd have cal'lated you must be a tugboat." Galusha smiled. "I am an archaeologist," he said. "I think I told you that, Primmie." Primmie looked blank. "Yes," she admitted, "you did, but "
"Have a a Oh, do have a little potato or cranberry sauce or somethin', Mr. Bangs," she stammered. "A a spoonful, that's all. Primmie, be STILL." "Yes'm. But you know you and me WAS talkin' about that hat when Mr. Bangs started out walkin'. Don't you know we was, Miss Martha?" This was the final straw.
I found it myself at Saqqarah, in a tomb. It is a scarab of the Vth Dynasty." "Hey? Die what?" "The Vth Dynasty; that is the way we classify Egyptian ah relics, by dynasties, you know. The Vth Dynasty was about six thousand years ago." Primmie sat down upon the chair she had been dusting. "Hey?" she exclaimed. "My Lord of Isrul! Is that bug thing there six thousand year old?" "Yes."
Primmie seemed to discern a hint of skepticism even in the cough. "Oh, you can set there and keep on turnin' up your nose and and coughin'," she declared, "but " Zacheus interrupted to say that he hardly ever turned up his nose when he coughed. "Seems to come handier to turn it down, Posy," he said. "Oh, be still, foolish! Well, anyhow, it's true, every word of it.
Even Miss Phipps, usually so calm and equal to the emergency, appeared to find this one a trifle too much for her, for she glanced desperately about as if in search of help. Zach Bloomer repeated "Godfreys" several times and looked, for him, almost excited. As for Primmie, she was so frightened as to be speechless, a miracle far more amazing than any other which the seance had thus far produced.
Primmie, who had been silent for almost three minutes, could remain so no longer. "I think Solomon would be the right name for you, Mr. Bangs," she cried, enthusiastically. "You know such a terrible lot about some kinds of things." This last a hasty addition. Zach snorted. "Solomon!" he repeated.
You aren't very well, you know, and all this excitement isn't good for you. Won't you please " Her father stamped his foot. "Set down," he shouted. "I know what I'm doin'. This is my house and I'll do as I please in it. Stop! I don't want to hear any more. Where's that Cash girl?" Primmie was returning bearing the mouth organ.
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