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For this reason she became genuinely kind to him, and he accordingly gave her much of his company during the month of Sukey's visit. One day a nutting party, including our four friends, set forth on their way up White River. At the mouth of Fall Creek was a gypsy camp, and the young folks stopped to have their fortunes told.
In case she were caught and refused to pay the forfeit, her act was one of deadly insult gratuitously offered in full view of friends and acquaintances. Dic hesitated to accept Sukey's invitation, though, in truth, it would have been inviting to any man of spirit.
"If you lived too close to the river, you might fall in," returned Dic, choosing to take Sukey's remark in jest. "I'm neither sugar nor salt," she retorted, "and I would not melt. I'm sure I'm not sugar " "But sugarish," interrupted Dic. "You don't think I'm even sugarish," she returned poutingly. "Indeed I do," he replied; "but you must not tell Tom I said so." "Why not?" asked Sukey.
She had yellow hair that was tied up in an old-fashioned knot, behind, though she was only eleven years old; for you must know that Sukey lived in a part of the country where chignons and top-knots of the latest style were unknown. Now Sukey's way of doing up her hair in a great knot, behind, with an old-fashioned tuck comb, was not pretty.
On the day fixed, and at nine in the morning, Dick Ellison, who had promised to drive Hetty over to Kelstein, arrived with his gig. Sukey accompanied him, to join in the farewells and spend a few hours at the parsonage pending his return. Now these visits of Sukey's were a trial to her no less than to her mother and sisters.
The groom shook his head sadly. "Not that, Miss Janice. They robbed me of both honour and revenge. I was powerless to punish either except by Bah! I've done with them for ever." "Foh mussy's sakes, chile," came Sukey's voice, "what youse dam' hyar? Run quick, honey, foh your mah is 'quirin' foh youse." "Oh, Luddy!" cried the girl, reaching out for the miniature.
Sukey's dresses were built upon this plan, much to her regret; for her throat and bosom were as white and plump but never mind the description. They suited Sukey, and so far as I have ever heard they were entirely satisfactory to those so fortunate as to behold them.
Rita was not in the humor to listen to Sukey's good-natured prattle, so her visit was brief, and she soon rode home, her heart full of trouble and rebellion. But the reward for virtue, which frequently fails to make its appearance, waited upon our heroine. When she was about to dismount at the home gate, her father called to her:
The old man seemed partially satisfied, and, as he rode away, he twisted himself half way round in the saddle to say: "Now, Fernando, if ye meet Sukey's crowd, I want ye to remember to shoot easy." "I will not harm Sukey, if I can help it," Fernando answered. Next morning, he bade his parents farewell and, with his clothes tied up in a little bundle, set out on his way to the town.
"Really, Miss Sharston, you are a little silly Mr. Trevor, Mr. Maurice Trevor, the adopted son of my wealthy sister-in-law, Susan Aylmer." "Oh, yes," said Kitty; "I forgot that you were talking about him." "I was asking you, my dear, if you thought we might invite him to join us at supper." "Why not?" said Kitty. "Well, Sukey's temper grows worse and worse.
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