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"Have none," said Thankful; and here, I regret to say, she whimpered slightly, at which Miss Schuyler, with tears in her own fine eyes, bent her head suddenly to Thankful's ear, put her arm about the waist of the pretty stranger, and then, to the astonishment of Col. Hamilton, quietly swept her out of the august presence. When the door had closed upon them, Col.
Through all her terror Thankful was still true to a certain rustic habit of practical perception to observe that the tread of the phantom was quite audible over the crust of snow, and was visible and palpable as the imprint of a military boot. The blood came back to Thankful's cheek, and with it her old audacity.
A quick flame leaped into Thankful's cheek, and her pretty brows knit themselves over darkening eyes. She arose from her work no longer the moody girl, but an indignant goddess, and, pushing the servant aside, swept down the stairs, and threw open the door.
A last wave of Thankful's hand, the answering wave of a handkerchief from the rear seat of the depot-wagon, and the parting was over. Thankful went into the house. Lonely! She had never been more lonely in her life, except when the news of her husband's death was brought to her. The pang of loneliness which followed her brother Jedediah's departure for the Klondike was as nothing to this.
Her panting condition, as well as the unsettled position of the cap on her head, told very plainly where she had been. Reseating herself, she looked at Miss Thankful and Miss Thankful looked at her, but no word passed. They evidently understood each other. "I'm obliged to Mrs. Packard," now fell from Miss Thankful's lips, "and to you, too, young lady, for acquainting us with this accident.
Thankful's orderly, neat soul rebelled against having a pig under the house, but, as she expressed it, "'twas either that or havin' the critter two foot under water." Captain Obed, like every citizen of East Wellmouth, was disgusted with the weather. "I was cal'latin' to put in my spare time down to the shanty buildin' a new dory," he said, "but I guess now I'll build an ark instead.
Then I came right out and shut the door. Oh," with another nod, "I've got some sense, even if I did come from the Orphans' Home." Captain Obed and Thankful looked at each other. "Then he did come here," exclaimed Thankful. "Course he did. I told you he wa'n't quite a fool. Been there some time, has he?" "Yes. Shall I tell 'em you've come? I'll knock first." "No, no." Thankful's reply was emphatic.
Abner and me was sort of sort of chums and I didn't know but he might have said might have told you considerable about me. He didn't, hey?" "No. He told me you was his mate, that's all." It may have been Thankful's imagination, but it did seem as if her relative was a trifle relieved. But even yet he did not seem quite satisfied. He pulled at his whiskers and asked another question.
They may not look beautiful to you, you are so accustomed to them; but to me every one must have a history, or a history my imagination will supply." Miss Charity looked gently but perceptibly frightened. She shook her head, saying in her weak, fond tones: "They are too dusty; we are not such housekeepers as we used to be; I am ashamed " But Miss Thankful's peremptory tones cut her short.
Barnes uttered a groan. Santa Claus smiled feebly. "Hello, Thankful," he said. "I I cal'late you're surprised to see me, ain't you?" Thankful's lips moved. "Are are you livin' or or dead?" she gasped. "Me Oh, I'm alive, but that's about all. Hey? It's Emily, ain't it? Why why, Emily, don't you know me?" Miss Howes put the lamp down upon the table. Then she leaned heavily upon a chair back.
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