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For I don't need any fish, as I have some lettuce and cabbage sandwiches, and some peanut-butter cakes, that Susie's mamma put up in a cracker-box for me." Well, Uncle Wiggily looked in his valise, to make sure his lunch was safe, and then, taking a bent pin from under his vest, he fastened it to a part of the string Sammie had given him.
'It is incredible, he said. 'I assure you it's true. They have been married six months, and she is still only his wife in name. The superstitious through all the ages have believed in the power of virginity, and the Church has made use of the idea for its own ends. The man uses her simply as a mascot. The men laughed, and their conversation proceeded so grossly that Susie's cheeks burned.
Amy was so soundly asleep that she did not even turn; but Susie could not rest. All through the miserable hours she sat straight up in bed, looking before her with staring eyes, and listening to the uneasy movements next door. It was almost morning when Amy woke at last and turned her startled gaze on Susie's face, but what she read there drove her out of her own bed and on to Susie's.
You ought to have something about your shoulders." She rose to her feet and began poking about on the wardrobe shelf. "Mattie's not here," said Miss Susie. Mary Louise turned around. "Mattie's not here? And what's the reason she's not here?" Miss Susie's voice was acquiring calm. "She decided that this wasn't good enough place for her.
Surely I was the proper person?" Susie recovered herself. "Of course, dear, of course you were." "Well?" Aggie forced the word again through her tight, strained lips. "I'm not blaming you, Aggie, dear. I know it isn't your fault." "Whose is it, then?" Susie's soft face hardened, and she said nothing.
Allen Golyer, apparently unconscious in his fatigue of the cap which Dame Barringer was vicariously setting for him, walked away with his spade on his shoulder, and the good woman went systematically to work in making Susie miserable by sharp little country criticisms of her heart's idol. Day after day wore on, and, to Dame Barringer's delight and Susie's dismay, Mr. Leon did not come.
In fact, there had been a little party at the Littletail home. It was Sammie's or Susie's birthday, I forget just whose, and after games had been played, there were good things to eat; nuts of various kinds for the squirrels who came; candy, lemonade, ice cream flavored with turnips and carrots, and oh! lots of cake, and I don't know what else besides.
Susie's face had flashed at the window near which she had sat spinning, and sighing perhaps that Nature had not provided feathers or fur for a brood like hers; then the girl's arms were about her neck, the news was stammered out for the letter could never be shown to any one in a way that tore primness to tatters.
"It would go hard with the Widow Jarvis and all those children if Zeb 'listed," Susie's mother had ventured in half-hearted defence, for did she not look upon him as a promising suitor. "The people of Opinquake wouldn't let the widow or the children starve," replied Susie, indignantly. "If I was a big fellow like him, my country would not call me twice.
"I'll not," Polly promised, and she went and sat down in front of the looking-glass, where she could look proudly at the new dress not too proudly, you understand, but just proud enough. Polly thanked Uncle Wiggily, who took the old soiled and burned dress to Susie's house. When the rabbit girl saw the bunny uncle coming she ran to meet him, crying: "Oh! did Nurse Jane send you with my new dress?"
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