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The house was not imposing; in reality small, but a story and a half, it had a length of three rooms with a kitchen forming an angle, invisible from where Calvin Stammark sat; an outside chimney at each end, and a narrow covered portico over the front door. An expiring clatter of hoofs marked the departure of the neighbor who had helped Calvin set the last flanged course.
That too was the secret of their memorable power over him; he wanted a companion different from a kitchen drudge; when he returned home at evening, he wanted a wife cool and sweet in crisp white with a yellow ribbon about her waist, and store slippers. He loved Lucy's superiority it was above ordinary things. "Like a star," Calvin Stammark told himself.
"Yes, and the poorhouse will end us unless Hosmer has a spark of good feeling. I sent him a postal card to come a long while back, but he hasn't so much as answered. Here, Lucy" she turned to the child "run up with this." "Lucy?" Calvin Stammark asked when they were alone. "Been here two weeks," Mrs. Braley told him. "What will become of her's beyond me.
The elder made no reply and, he knew, did as Lucy wished. This disturbed him. There wasn't a finer woman living than Ettie Stammark, and he didn't purpose to have Lucy impudent to her. Lucy, he decided, was getting a little beyond them. She was quick at her lessons, the Greenstream teacher said.
The salesman was named Martin Eckles, and he was fashionably dressed in a suit of shepherd's check bound with braid, and had a flashing ring a broad gold band set with a mystic symbol in rubies and diamonds. After his supper at the hotel he walked, following Calvin's direction, the short distance to the latter's house, where Calvin and Ettie Stammark and Lucy were seated on the porch.
Here's a piece of news for all of you Phebe is coming home to visit She wrote me to say so, and I only got the letter this evening. Whatever do you suppose took her?" Hannah at once flushed with excitement like, Calvin Stammark thought, the parlor lamp with the pink shade, turned up suddenly.
And the show only begins with most of them when the curtain drops. If I even try to think of you in that I get sick." "Go on," Hannah stammered, scarcely above her breath. "It's bad," Calvin Stammark went on. "The women are bad; and a bad woman is something awful. I know about that too. I've been to the city as well as Phebe. Oh, Hannah," he cried, "can't you see, can't you!"
Oh, I'll settle down, there's nothing else to do; I'll marry him and get old before my time, like the others." Calvin Stammark leaned forward, his hands on his knees, and stared at her in shocked amazement Hannah in every accent and feeling. The old sense of danger and helplessness flooded him.
Senator Alderwith, at his dwelling with its broad porch, had two servants two servants and a bathtub with hot water running right out of a tap. And he Calvin Stammark, would have the same, before Hannah and he were too old to enjoy it. He had eleven hundred dollars now, after buying the land about his house.
He had secured an advantageous position for a young man from the part of the county inhabited by the Stammark family, Wilmer Deakon, and consulted with him frequently in connection with his interests. Wilmer was to the last degree dependable; a large grave individual who took a serious interest in the welfare of his fellows and supported established customs and institutions.
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