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She had gone in; but she would soon reappear, for it could be seen that she was carrying little new cheeses one by one to a spring-cart and horse tethered outside the gate her grandmother, though not a regular dairywoman, still managing a few cows by means of a man and maid.
Some grim discourse ensues, referring to the mistress of the cave, who will be released from jail to-morrow. Witches pronounce Trampfoot 'right there, when he deems it a trying distance for the old lady to walk; she shall be fetched by niece in a spring-cart.
"One day Powell came over with the spring-cart to fetch me home, and I was in a swither what to do, for ye don't just like to press services on folk that do not want them; but by that time Mr. Phillips had got to know the necessity of the case, and it was only because he wanted the offer to come from his wife that he had not asked me before; but she was unreasonable, and he had to do it himself.
Those journeys in the spring-cart through the soft faint starlight were conducive to thought. My father, like most men when under the influence of liquor, would allow no one but himself to handle the reins, and he was often so incapable that he would keep turning the horse round and round in the one place. It is a marvel we never met with an accident.
Here into the very pit of Tophet had the audacious Captain that very morning sent on a spring-cart of all eatables and drinkables, and then had followed himself with a dozen of his friends, to eat and drink, and talk and laugh, just in the very spot where of old roared and seethed the fire and brimstone of Erebus.
But the auction at Loreng went on for several days. Once more a deep valley, with sun-steeped farms on the hillsides between the river and the mountain-range behind. One day about midsummer it was old Raastad himself that came down to meet the train, driving a spring-cart, with a waggon following behind. Was he expecting visitors? the people at the station asked him.
"I didn't know there were any more." "Dear me, yes," Mrs. Pitt broke in. "I used to know several of them myself, the one about the house: 'Big house, Little house, Pig-stye, Barn, and about the conveyances: 'Coach, Carriage, Spring-cart, Wheelbarrow. Wasn't there one more, Barbara? Oh, yes, about the dress materials: 'Silk, Satin, Muslin, Rags." "Well, well!" exclaimed Betty.
As there is no direct communication with Couilly, and no possibility of hiring a carriage at this busy season, I gladly accepted a neighbour's offer of a seat in his "trap," a light spring-cart with capital horse. He was a tradesman of the village, and, like the rest of the world here, wore the convenient and cleanly blue cotton trousers and blue blouse of the country.
Shortly afterward, my horses were equipped, and Cleopatra being in fine trim, was bucking furiously in the sand-bed where I had mounted. In an hour and a half more, I had unsaddled and hobbled both horses on a patch of good grass, nearly opposite where the spring-cart stood. My persecuted acquaintance, in response to my coo-ee, appeared with his skiff, and ferried me over.
"She'll never be so amiable as her dear mother," she said. "Why!" suddenly changing her tone to one of surprise, "isn't that Mr Oswald?" "Yes, I think so," said Mrs Winn, gazing after the spring-cart which had passed them rapidly. "What then?" "He had a child with him," said Miss Gibbins impressively. "A child with fair hair, like Prissy Goodwin's, and they came from the station.
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