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"I will send somebody down to help you with it," said Fleda. "It is too heavy for one alone." "Well I reckon it is," said he. "I guess you didn't know I was a cousin, did you?" "No," said Fleda. "I believe I be." "Who are you?" "I am Pierson Barnes. I live to Quarrenton for a year back. Squire Joshua Springer's your uncle, ain't he?" "Yes, my father's uncle." "Well he's mine too.
Carleton sent an order for a sleigh, which in as short a time as possible arrived, and transported him and Fleda and Mrs. Renney, and one other ill-bestead woman, safely to the little town of Quarrenton. Welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, Sit thee down, sorrow! Love's Labour Lost. It had been a wild night, and the morning looked scared.
Perhaps it was only the particular locality, for if ever a place showed bleak and winter-stricken, the little town of Quarrenton was in that condition that morning. The snow overlaid and enveloped everything, except where the wind had been at work; and the wind and the gray clouds seemed the only agencies abroad.
"What's going to be done with this here trunk?" said heir driver, trying a tug at one handle. "I will send somebody down to help you with it," said Fleda. "It is too heavy for one alone." "Well, I reckon it is," said he. "I guess you didn't know I was a cousin, did you?" "No," said Fleda. "I believe I be." "Who are you?" "I am Pierson Barnes. I live to Quarrenton for a year back.
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