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Mary looked up with strange confusion in her eyes; she fancied that the cause of aunt Hannah's agitation might be the same that had filled her own mind with forebodings, and her look was eloquent of sympathy. Salina failing to obtain an answer, rushed into the front room, still grasping her knife, and thrust her head out of the window.
At 6.40 a.m. they struck to the south-east of the town, and passed the two brackish pits or wells, Bir el-Isma'il and El-Sannusi, which supply the poor of the port. Thence crossing the broad Wady el-Wijh, they reached, after a mile's ride, Wady Mellahah, or "the salina."
"Good gracious, how pale you are! do tell what's the matter?" "You heard the thunder I always was afraid of thunder." "Yes," answered Salina, "lightning don't amount to much, but when thunder strikes it is awful. That clap wasn't nothing to speak of, though, after all." "Wasn't it?" said aunt Hannah, dropping her face between both her hands. "It seemed terribly loud to me."
Salina folded her shawl close over her bosom while she drew forth the will. "Here, Judge, you may as well take charge of that concern, I reckon; being a friend of the family, you'll know best what to do with it." The Judge unfolded the paper and glanced at the first page. His eyes began to fill with astonishment. "Why, where on earth did you get this?" he said.
Uncle Nathan was not a man to press any unpleasant subject upon another; but he seemed a good deal hurt by his sister's strange manner; and sat nervously grasping and ungrasping the arm of his chair, looking alternately at her and Salina, while the silence continued.
Salina insisted that this state of things arose from the absence of the young men, but as she only suggested this in a whisper to Mary Fuller, no one was the wiser for her opinion, and after a little there arose a fitful outbreak or two that began to promise cheerfulness.
It was a great relief to the child when Salina lifted her face from the tin oven, in which she had just arranged the morning biscuit for baking, and asked in her curt but not really unkind way, what had brought her into that part of the house, and what on earth made her eyes look so heavy.
"Yes, let us pray," said uncle Nathan, solemnly, "for truly, God speaketh to us in the thunder and the lightning." Salina, who had remained standing in the room, was so struck by the unusual sadness of every face around her, that for the time she forgot herself.
"That's right, tell us a true story, made up things are like novels, and they're so wicked," cried the girls, swarming around the strong-minded one full of curiosity, but arranging their ribbons and smoothing down their dresses all the time, like a flock of pigeons pluming themselves in the sunshine. "Come, now, Salina, begin, or the young fellers will be through supper."
"Mary Fuller! that's the little gal that came with you I calculate!" she said, walking up to the child, who retreated a step, for Salina had a fierce way of doing things, and marched toward her like a grenadier. "Yes," said Isabel, "that was Mary; do you know where she is? Oh, I must see her or, it seems to me as if I should die!" "So you don't know where she is?" "No! but, oh, do tell me!"
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