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"It is nonsense," Captain Rheid growled, "when the house is all ready." But Will's mother pleaded for him and gained an ungracious consent. "You never run around after me so," he said. "Go to sea to-day and see what I will do," she answered, and he kissed her for the first time in so many years that she blushed like a girl and hurried away to see if the tea-kettle were boiling.
"Yes, yes, most a hundred, and girls want everything they can get now. Perhaps the master hears your lessons to pay his board." "Perhaps," assented Marjorie. "They say bees pay their board and work for you beside," said Mrs. Rheid. "I guess he's like a bee. I expect the Widow Devoe can't help wishing he had stayed to her house."
"Dear old Linnet," ejaculated Marjorie. "When is she coming to see us?" "As soon as Mother West and Mother Rheid let her! I imagine the scene at Captain Rheid's tomorrow!
Rheid appeared at the kitchen door; her cap and sunbonnet had fallen off, her gray hair was roughened over her forehead, her eyes were wild, her lips apart. Her husband had brought her, and sat outside in his wagon too stupefied to remember that he was leaving his old wife to stagger into the house alone. Mrs.
Will Rheid was a good young fellow, honest and true; Miss Prudence stifled her sigh and said, "Well, dear" as the young girl came and stood beside her chair. "I was wishing I was saying to Will, just now, that I wished there was a list of things in the Bible to pray about, and then we might be sure that we were asking right." "And what did he say?"
Rheid pondered night and day before she wrote to Hollis what Marjorie's mother had said; but he never answered that part of the letter, and his mother never knew whether she had done harm or good. Poor little Marjorie could have told her, with an indignation that she would have been frightened at; but Marjorie never knew.
Mother says I shall never make three quilts for you if I read so much, but I do get on with the patch work and she already has one quilt joined, and Mrs. Rheid is coming to help her quilt it next week. There is a pile of blocks on the master's desk now and I intend to sit here in his arm chair and sew until I am sleepy. I wonder if you will do as much for me when my Prince comes.
Mother Rheid was talking to mother after church this afternoon, and I heard her say, 'distressing. Father Rheid hurried me into the sleigh, and mother put her veil down; and I was too frightened to ask questions." "She meant that she had a distressing cold," said Marjorie lightly. "'Distressing' is one of her pet words.
I should think his trouble was about Will, if I hadn't the letter. And Father Rheid! Do you see how fidgety he is? He has been over here four times to-day." "He is always stern." "No; he isn't. Not like this. And Mother Rheid looked so too." "How?" laughed Marjorie. "O, you funny Linnet." "I wish I could laugh at it. But I heard something, too.
Linnet didn't give him up, and his father and mother almost did." "I'd never give him up," said Linnet again, emphatically. "Will Rheid," teased Marjorie, "or anybody?" "Anybody," replied Linnet, but she twitched at her work and broke her thread. "Now, girls, I'm going in to talk to your mother awhile, and then perhaps Linnet will walk part of the way home with me," said Miss Prudence.
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