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I came down here and found that the ticket I had bought was a bogus one, and that I had been swindled out of my money." "That was a mean trick," said Dick Scudder indignantly. "Do you know the man that cheated you?" "Yes; he is on board the steamer." "How much money have you got left?" "A dollar." "Only a dollar? And you are not afraid to land in California with this sum?" "No, sir.
Scudder opened the pantry-door and put an end to this mysterious conversation, which had already so affected Miss Prissy, that, in the eagerness of her interest, she had rubbed up her cap border and ribbon into rather an elfin and goblin style, as if they had been ruffled up by a breeze from the land of spirits; and she flew around for a few moments in a state of great nervous agitation, upsetting dishes, knocking down plates, and huddling up contrary suggestions as to what ought to be done first, in such impossible relations that Mrs.
It was delightful for once fully to feel how much her mother loved her, as well as to know it. "Dear, precious mother! do you love me so very much?" "I live and breathe in you, Mary!" said Mrs. Scudder, giving vent to herself in one of those trenchant shorthand expressions wherein positive natures incline to sum up everything, if they must speak at all.
And then, hanging a large basket on either arm, she rolled majestically towards the house, like a heavy-laden Indiaman, coming in after a fast voyage. "Good-mornin', Miss Scudder! good-mornin', Doctor!" she said, dropping her curtsy on the door-step; "good-mornin', Miss Mary! Ye see our folks was stirrin' pootty 'arly dis mornin', an' Miss Marvyn sent me down wid two or tree little tings."
This one looked like the numerical kind where sets of figures correspond to the letters of the alphabet, but any fairly shrewd man can find the clue to that sort after an hour or two's work, and I didn't think Scudder would have been content with anything so easy.
At the time of the Lawrence strike, Miss Vida Scudder, of Wellesley College, is reported to have said in a talk to a group of women citizens in Lawrence:
Wilcox, in a low voice, and with that gentle air of deferential sweetness which always made everybody well satisfied to do his will. The consequence was, that in a few moments Mary was startled from her calm speculations by the voice of Mrs. Wilcox, saying at her elbow, in a formal tone, "Miss Scudder, I have the honor to present to your acquaintance Colonel Burr, of the United States Senate."
At this moment, Mrs. Scudder came into the boudoir with a face expressive of some anxiety. "I suppose Miss Prissy has told you," she said, "the news about the Browns. That'll make a great falling off in the Doctor's salary; and I feel for him, because I know it will come hard to him not to be able to help and do, especially for these poor negroes, just when he will.
"But, Miss Scudder, what do you think I heard 'em saying about the good Doctor?" "I'm sure I don't know," said Mrs. Scudder; "I only know they couldn't say anything bad." "Well, not bad exactly," said Miss Prissy, "but they say he's getting such strange notions in his head.
She didn't see, for her part, how anybody's heart could stand it; though, to be sure, as Miss Scudder said, the poor Doctor ought to be thought about, dear blessed man! What a pity it was things would turn out so! Not that it was a pity that Jim came home, that was a great providence, but a pity they hadn't known about it sooner.
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