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An' that's how I got figgerin' after awhiles, an' so I ups an' has it out squar'. Y' see," he finished, with an air of pride which brought a smile to Seth's face, "I kind o' swep' Ma off her feet." The younger man had no reply to make. His mind went back to Ma's version of Rube's courtship.
But Seth's simple-heartedness Rosebud called it "stupidity," was too much. The girl's smile vanished in a second and she answered sharply. "Thanks, I'll get my own letters." Then she went on demurely. "You see if there happened to be a letter from Bob I shouldn't like auntie to see it. She is very very well, she mightn't like it." "How?" Seth looked squarely into the face beside him.
I've known her some few years, an' I guess she's nigh the worst savage in these parts which, I guess, says a deal." Seth's rebuke lost nothing of its sharpness by reason of the gentle manner in which it was spoken. Rosebud felt its full force keenly. She flushed to the roots of her hair and her eyes were bright with resentment.
Quick! Oh, you two sillies, tell me! Seth, you've been ill, and you never told me!" Slow of wit, utterly devoid of subterfuge as Rube was, for once he grasped the situation. "Why, gal, it's jest nothin'. Seth's been mighty sick, but he's right enough now, ain't you, Seth, boy?" "Sure."
The strong man, accustomed to suppress the signs of sorrow, had felt his heart swell like a child's at this first approach of sympathy. He fell on Seth's neck and sobbed. Seth was prepared for the worst now, for, even in his recollections of their boyhood, Adam had never sobbed before. "Is it death, Adam? Is she dead?" he asked, in a low tone, when Adam raised his head and was recovering himself.
Seth had not seen a bed since Friday night, and this was Tuesday. The neighborhood of the farm, and, in fact, all along the north side of the river presented an unusual sight when Seth and Rube reappeared at noon. Two regiments of United States cavalry had taken up their position ready for any emergency. The midday meal was a little late, so that Seth's shoulder might be properly dressed.
"Well, Mother, I hope thee WILT have her for a daughter; for Seth's got a liking for her, and I hope she'll get a liking for Seth in time." "Where's th' use o' talkin' a-that'n? She caresna for Seth. She's goin' away twenty mile aff. How's she to get a likin' for him, I'd like to know? No more nor the cake 'ull come wi'out the leaven.
She was delicately calling Seth's attention to the pleasure, the profits, and the sanctity of politeness, when she caught sight of Hillyer's automobile emerging slowly and silently from the trees that concealed the road at a little distance from the corrals. "There he is now!" she exclaimed. And then, an instant later: "Why, he's alone!"
"I haven't got to the point where I like crawling on my hands and knees," he flared back at her. "Even for your sake, I decline to simulate friendship or tolerance for your uncle; hence I must be content to let matters stand as they are between us." She laughed lightly. "So you are still uncompromisingly belligerent still after Uncle Seth's scalp?" "Yes; and I think I'm going to get it.
"Yes!" said Jack, putting on a look of anguish. He had not thought of the bark before, but supposing Ellis had seen such a piece as he spoke of, he accepted his theory of the stumbling as readily as the rebel had recognized in Seth's gobbling one of his own lost turkeys. "And broke my ankle," added Jack. "What kind of bark was it? do you know?" said Ellis. "No.
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