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"Truly, Miss Panney!" exclaimed her visitor, "I think I give my husband as good living as any one in Thorbury has or can expect." "Humph!" said the old lady. "He may have all that, and yet be starving before your eyes. There isn't a man, woman, or child, in or about Thorbury, who really lives well excepting, perhaps, myself." Mrs. Tolbridge smiled.
But I don't mind putting things on the outside of me of course, I mean in reason, for there are outside applications that would ruin the constitution of a jack-screw." There were very few people in the neighborhood of Thorbury who were older than Miss Panney, and very few of any age who were as alert in both mind and body.
The fish was very good, and Miss Panney ate every morsel of it, but made no remark concerning it. Instead of speaking of food, she talked of the doings of the Methodist congregation in Thorbury, who were planning to build a new church, far more expensive than she believed they could afford. She was engaged in berating Mr.
Then she took from a shelf a railroad time-table, which lay in company with her cookbook and a few other well-worn volumes; for the good cook cared for reading very much as she cared for her own mayonnaise dressing; she wanted but little at a time, but she liked it. "The last train to the city seems to be seven-ten," she said to herself. "No other train after that stops at Thorbury.
But she made no objections, and, putting away her papers, with a sigh, for she had a list of points about which she was ready and anxious to consult the doctor, she went to join the consultation, which she presumed concerned their removal from one street in Thorbury to another.
"Do let me come in an' sit down, for I'm nearly tired to death, an' so cross that I'd like to fight a cat." "What has happened to you?" asked La Fleur, when she and her visitor had seated themselves. "Nothin'," replied Phoebe, "except that I've been sent on a fool's errand, an' made to walk all the way from Thorbury, here, an' a longer an' a dirtier an' a rockier road I never went over.
Even the widow was the second wife, who had come into the family while Miss Panney was away from Thorbury. Mrs. Bannister was not at home, but Miss Dora was, and that entirely satisfied the visitor.
"I am sure," she said, "that Thorbury people, for generations and generations, have lived on Thorbury cooking, and they have been just as healthy as any other people." "Ah, Kitty, Kitty!" exclaimed the old lady, "you forget how things have changed.
When Ralph heard this, he was very angry, and wanted to go and talk to the woman. "Don't you do anything of the kind," said Miriam. "It is not your business to talk to cooks. I do that. And I want to go to-morrow to Thorbury and get some one to come to us by the day until the new cook arrives. If I can get her, I am going to engage Seraphina, Mike's sister." Ralph looked at her and laughed.
Bannister had brought in his horse. In the next minute all three of the party were busy unbuckling his harness; in ten minutes more it had been taken off, the saddle and bridle substituted, and Mr. Bannister was riding to Thorbury. Dora of the sparkling eyes drew close to Miriam. "Would you mind my kissing you?" she asked.
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