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I'll write and leave you know if there is anything in it, otherwise there's no use getting Min and the girls started talking. There's ten dollars in the hairpin box. With love, Mama." "Well, I'd give a good deal to know what struck Em," said Mrs. Tarbury, for the hundredth time.
Tarbury expressed the same incredulity as she said benevolently: "What a pipe dream, Em she's lucky if she gets ten!" "Ten!" squeaked Julia's mother, but Julia silenced her by saying carelessly: "I'll tell you what, Aunt Min. If Con and I get through in time we'll go in and see Artheris to-day. I'd do it for twenty-five " "You would not!" said her mother. "Well, you might get twenty-five," Mrs.
Tarbury with the housework, not in any sense as payment for her board for never was hospitality more generously extended but merely because she was there, and idle, and energetic; but she found this a real hardship now.
"If any one ever says that I don't appreciate what you've done for me and mine," choked Emeline, "it's a lie!" "Well, it didn't SOUND like you, Em," Mrs. Tarbury said, drying eyes between sniffs.
Emeline and Julia were quite at home in the shabby overcrowded house in Eddy Street, and to-day walked in at the basement door, under a flight of wooden stairs that led to the parlour floor, and surprised the household at lunch in the dark, bay-windowed front room. Mrs. Tarbury, a large, uncorseted woman, presided. Her boarders, girls for the most part, were scattered down the long table.
They two were alone in the big house, and fell into intimate conversation over their sardines and coffee and jam, discussing the characters of every person in the house with much attention to trivial detail. At nine o'clock some friends came in to see Mrs. Tarbury, and Julia went upstairs again.
"She's going with the whole bunch," Mrs. "I can't stand them, but she can!" "I think Mark Rosenthal's a darling," some girl said, "I want to tell you right now there's not anybody can play the piano as good as he can." "That's right," Julia said, very low. "Well, excuse me from the bunch!" Mrs. "But we've got a real pretty little blush, just the same!" Mrs. Tarbury said, smiling at Julia.
Tarbury exchanged a look, and Julia knew exactly what concessions her mother had made before the reconciliation; knew just how sincere this unworldly wifely devotion was. "Doc says I am to have fresh air, and light, nourishing foods, and quiet nights," George explained, gravely important. "And what about Julie?" asked Mrs. Tarbury.
Rose Ransome said, scowling at herself in a hand mirror as she carefully rouged her lips. "Don't you get any silly notions in your head!" "No," Mrs. Tarbury added heavily, as she rocked comfortably to and fro, "no, that ain't Em. Em is a cut-up, all right, and she's a great one for a josh with the boys, but she's as straight as a string! You'll find that she's got some good reason for this!"
He looked far older than Julia's memory of him. There were sagging red pockets under his eyes, and his heavy jowls were darkened with a day's growth of gray stubble. He and Emeline had had a complete reconciliation, and entertained Mrs. Tarbury with the history of their remarriage and an outline of their plans.
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