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His mighty bulk, however, seeming to supplement hers, had its effect on the sobered German. He did not attempt to rise. "As to you, you poor weak sister," said Mrs. Slawson, turning to the wife, "you've had your last lickin' so long as you live in this house. Believe me!
Never come back never, never !" Stumbling blindly, he turned and staggered out of the room. She watched him go, nor tried to steady his uncertain steps. In the hallway, outside, she heard him ring for Slawson, heard the valet come, and both of them ascend the stairs. "Father," she whispered to herself, a look of great and pure spiritual beauty on her noble face, "father, this had to come.
"Sam Slawson an' me'll be fifteen years married come Fourth of July," she announced. "We chose that day, because we was so poor we knew we couldn't do nothin' great in the line o' celebration ourselves, so we just kinder managed it, so's without inconveniencin' the nation any or addin' undooly to its expenses, it would do our celebratin' for us.
He can make it hot for us, an' I don't doubt he will." Mrs. Slawson attended with undivided care to the breakfast needs of such of her flock as still remained to be fed. The youngsters had all vanished. "If he wants to persecute me, let him persecute me. I guess I got a tongue in my head. I can tell the judge a thing or two which, bein' prob'ly a mother himself, he'll see the sense of.
"And now, if that's all you've got to suggest, why, I'm sure it's all I have, and so, the sooner we end this, the sooner I'll be at liberty to attend to my dinner." Still Mrs. Slawson did not stir. "I suppose you think you're a lady," she observed without the faintest suggestion of heat. "I suppose you think you're a lady, but you certainly ain't workin' at it now.
The gay young sprig still failing of her duty, and Martha's patience giving out at last, the honest woman began to tamper with the spring-lock of the iron gate. For any one else, it would never have yielded, but it opened to Martha's hand, as with the dull submission of the conquered. Mrs. Slawson closed the gate after her with care.
"Well, if I could get a position as teacher or governess, I'd soon be able to pay back what you've laid out for me, and more besides, and In the houses where you work, are there any children who need a governess? Any young girls who need a tutor? That's what I wanted to ask you, Martha." Mrs. Slawson deliberated in silence for a moment.
That's him callin' for the garbage." "Hullo, Martha!" said Radcliffe. Mrs. Slawson bowed profoundly. "Hullo yourself! I ain't had the pleasure of meetin' you for quite some time past, an' yet I notice my absents ain't made no serious alteration for the worst in your appearance. You ain't fell away none, on account of my not bein' here." "Fell away from what?" asked Radcliffe.
Snyder, to help supply what's lacking." "Just you wait till I see that Cora," observed Mrs. Slawson irrelevantly. "That's the time her past will have slopped over on her present, so's she can't tell which is which. Just you wait till I see that Cora!" "No, no please! Martha dear! It wasn't Cora! She's not to blame. I'd have known sooner or later anyway. I always reason things out for myself.
"Certainly not," Martha assured him. "Certainly not!" "The inscription on the inside puzzles me. 'Dear Daddy, from Claire. Now, assuredly, you're not dear Daddy, Martha." Mrs. Slawson laughed. "Not on your life, I ain't Dear Daddy, sir.
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