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I'll never do anything wrong, and I'll I'll even hoe potatoes if any one wants me to." The girl's laughing eyes shot a mischievous glance in Seth's direction. Rube raised one great hand and drew her face to his and kissed her. "Guess this is your home if you've a notion to it, Rosie, gal. Guess Ma wants you, jest as we all do." Ma nodded and beamed through her glasses.
Seth's outburst was so unusual that Rube stared in silent amazement. It seemed as if his bodily weakness had utterly broken down the stern self-repression usually his. It was as though with the weakening of muscle had come a collapse of his wonderful self-reliance, and against his will he was driven to seek support. Rube removed his pipe from his mouth. His slow moving brain was hard at work.
At that moment, the moment of the going down of the sun, the wind dropped and the passing clouds let in the gleam of the sunset at the window. It rested goldenly on Seth's face. It illumined it. It glorified it.
The perspiration stood out on his rugged forehead in large beads, and his kindly eyes were full of a great trouble. Seth's next remark came in the form of an uncompromising question. "Then Ma wrote an' told her?" "Why, yes, if it comes to that I guess she must have." Seth rose wearily from his seat, and ranged his lean figure beside the old man's bulk.
And everybody knew just how mad Seth would get. Fanny would not of course accomplish much. But she would open up the subject, suffer the first violence of Seth's anger and so make it easier for some more competent person to take Seth to task and force him to be reasonable.
Seth's broad shoulders have a slight stoop; his eyes are grey; his eyebrows have less prominence and more repose than his brother's; and his glance, instead of being keen, is confiding and benign.
I should like to have seen him and Rube in the grips. I expect Rube would have astonished him, Rube came from Missouri most of them very big chaps do. I shouldn't wonder if Samson did, though I never heard for certain." The young Hardys had great difficulty to prevent themselves from laughing aloud at Seth's idea on the subject of Samson.
The two interviews just passed had given Ma Sampson sufficient time to complete her household duties. And now she entered her parlor, the pride of her home. She came in quite unaware of Seth's presence there. But when she observed him at the table with his writing materials spread out before him, she paused. "Oh," she exclaimed, "I didn't know you were writin', Seth!"
In the street without there was the noise of passing carts, the cries of tradespeople, and all the bustle of a great and busy city; but, looking upon Seth's dear, dead face, Abner could hear only the music voices of birds and crickets and summer winds as he had heard them with Seth when they were little boys together, back among the Hampshire hills.
Marion saw admiration and desire growing in Seth's eyes, and knew that her foreboding had not been without reason. "And who's paying a thousand dollars for him?" asked Huntington. "Haig's his name, Philip Haig," answered Larkin. "Know him?"
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