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"I never did!" she giggled. Amanda opened her mouth as if to speak, then she shut it tightly, remembering the offer of the screen-door. She had had so few gifts in her whole life that she had a meek impulse of gratitude even if one were thrust into her hand hard enough to hurt her. "Well," Mrs.
If at any time you should have an opening here that you can offer me, I shall endeavour to give satisfaction. Good-day.... "But be careful not to press it. Just say it and get right out...." With the air of a man who knows his own mind he pulled open the wire screen-door and strode in. Two minutes later he emerged, breathing hard, but with the glitter of determination in his eye.
As she started for the screen-door, she turned to the maid and said: "Either you have a severe attack of indigestion coming on, Sary, or you are falling in love again. Both diseases present similar symptoms in their first stages." "Mis' Brewster!" But the mistress refused to look back even though the temptation to see Sary's face was great! "Oh, Mis' Brewster!
Vostrand, as if she knew where Lovewell was, and instantly recognized the name of the ancient school. They had reached the dining room, and Jeff pushed the screen-door open with one hand, and followed the ladies in. He had the effect of welcoming them like invited guests; he placed the ladies himself at a window, where he said Mrs.
Overloaded at the back, it tilted back, then soared up to thirty-five or forty feet. Slow-seeming, inevitable, the whole structure turned vertically upward. Carl dangled there against a flimsy sheet of wood and cotton, which for part of a second stuck straight up against the wind, like a paper on a screen-door.
"Well, I s'pose women that have men folks to do for 'em ought to be kind of obligin' sometimes to them that ain't. I'll see if I can get Adoniram to make you a screen-door next winter. Seems to me it does get hotter an' hotter. For the land sakes, Amanda Pratt! what are you cuttin' that great hole in that stockin' heel for? Are you crazy?" Amanda colored.
From the vestibule to the countess's door a stair carpet, held at each step by a brass rod, made a soft ascent to the feet of visitors; this, too, had been removed. A screen-door covered with green velvet and studded with brass nails had hitherto protected the entrance to the apartment; of that no sign, except the injury to the wall done by the workmen in taking it away.
Babcock continued, still sniggering unpleasantly, "I don't want to hurt your feelin's, Mandy; you needn't color up so; but I can't help laughin'." "Laugh, then, if you want to," said Amanda, with a quick flash. She forgot the screen-door. Mrs. Babcock drew her face down quickly. "Land, Mandy," said she, "don't get mad. I didn't mean anything.
Why don't you open your front door?" "Jest as sure as I do, the house will be swarmin' with flies." "You'd ought to have a screen-door. I made Adoniram make me one five years ago, an' it's a real nice one; but I know, of course, you ain't got nobody to make one for you.
And such a job to dry it! She heard voices in the kitchen, and the screen-door open. Thank goodness, Frank was going away! Oh my! Maybe he was going to the village! He could bring some of the pink mercerized cotton on his way back. He might as well be of some use in the world. She thrust her head out of the window. "Frank, Frank, wait a minute!" she called.
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