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'T was a risky place always, though the children have crossed it hundreds of times, and none of them ever tumbled over before. "But I hadn't been here a week, when one sunshiny afternoon our Ada came through the pasture, on her way to visit the sick Simmonses there's always some of that tribe down with the chills.
I feared my poor father would go home and remain awake all night, sobbing softly to himself, like the eldest of the nine Miss Simmonses in the ridiculous novel, because in her nervous flurry at a great dinner party she had refused instead of accepting a gentleman's offer to drink wine with her.
Only be careful, for the old house is as dry as tinder, and if you were to set fire to anything, we should be all in a blaze in a moment. 'I will be careful, Mrs Wilson. You may trust me. Indeed you may. She hurried me a little over my dinner. The bell in the court rang loudly. 'There's some of them already! That must be the Simmonses.
"Your aunt Janet sent me over to the Simmonses' for them this morning. They are overrun with cats such poor, shiftless folks always be and you can have them. We shall have to watch for a little while till they get wonted, so they won't run home."
"Now that you know the end, and that it all came out right, you ought to listen to some details, for they are queer. The missing pages weren't in that first town I struck at all. Nothing there but a record of a family of Simmonses who had come from Ashley in 1778. They had . . ."
"Well, sir, though the Simmonses had nothing to give me except a crust now and then, they still let me sleep in the house, for the little jobs I could do for them. But at last Simmons he got work on the railroad away off somewhere, and they all moved away from the city." "And you were left alone?" "Yes, sir; I was left alone in the empty, unfurnished house.
But, your honor, that was the last I ever saw or heard of poor Granny! She never came back again. And by that I know she must have died." "Ah-h-h!" breathed the old man, puffing fast. "The first month or two after Granny left I did well enough. And then, when the little money was all gone, I eat with the Simmonses and did little odd jobs for my food. But by and by Mr.
There your tenement didn't stay vacant two weeks after the Fields went; the Simmonses came right in. I guess if I had rent-money, an' nobody but myself, I could afford to travel once in a while." "Now you'd better make up your mind to go, Mandy," Mrs. Green said. "I think Mis' Field would be more pleased to see you than anybody in Green River.
I couldn't find any, and I heard all about the Simmonses' cats, and I know lots of other cats that haven't got good homes, and I am going to be in it." "You AIN'T," declared Arnold Carruth. "We can't have girls in it," said Johnny the mindful, more politely. "You've got to have me. You had better have me, Johnny Trumbull," she added with meaning. Johnny flinched.
Simmons' brother went and asked them what was it about; and one of the Hatburns that's their name said he'd busted the loony just because!" "What did Simmons answer back?" Hunter Kinemon demanded, his coffee cup suspended. "Nothing much; he'd law them, or something like that. The Simmonses are right spindling; they don't belong in Greenstream either."
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