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He was staring at the depot wagon's passenger, staring with a face the interested expression of which was changing to that of surprise and amazed incredulity. Mrs. Tripp turned to Mr. Bangs; he also was staring, open-mouthed. "Godfrey scissors!" gasped Asaph, under his breath. "Godfrey SCISSORS! Bailey, I I believe I swan to man, I believe " "Ase Tidditt!" exclaimed Mr.
Why, Hosy, he's the livin' image of Asaph Tidditt back in Bayport. If Ase could afford clothes like that he might be his twin brother. Well! I guess that's enough. I don't want to see that Princess any more. Just as like as not she'd look like Susanna Wixon." Her criticisms were not confined to passengers of other nationalities. Some of our own came in for comment quite as severe.
I only wished I were a man and could have done it myself." She left the room, and, a few moments later, the house. Mr. Tidditt chuckled aloud. Even Bailey dared to look pleased. "There!" sneered the widow Tripp. "Ain't that Perhaps you remember that Cap'n Whittaker got her the teacher's place?" "Yes," put in Miss Phinney, "and nobody knows WHY he got it for her.
He talked cranb'ries steady for an hour and a half and I left that house with my mouth all puckered up; it's tasted sour ever sence. I never see such a man!" When Captain Cy was questioned by Asaph concerning the acid conversation, he grinned. "I didn't know you was so interested in cranb'ries," observed Tidditt. "I ain't," was the reply; "but I'm more interested in 'em than I am in Angie.
When the vote for school committee's all in we'll see who does the grinnin'. But I can't understand Hello! there's Tidditt. Asaph! Ase! S-s-t-t! Come here a minute." Mr. Tidditt, trembling with excitement, and shaking hands effusively with everyone he met, pushed his way up the aisle and bent over his friend. "Say, Ase," whispered Josiah, "where's Whit? Why ain't he on hand?
Godfrey scissors! I told Seth, says I, 'I've had all the Debby Beasley I want, and I cal'late Cy Whittaker feels the same way. Go to see her! I wouldn't go to see her if she was up in Paradise a-hollerin' for me." "Nobody up there's goin' to holler for YOU, Ase Tidditt," remarked Bailey, with sarcasm; "so don't let that worry you none."
As it is, I say nothin' and wink my port eye." The ten-day visit ended, Mr. Tidditt returned to Bayport. On the afternoon of his return he and Bailey called at the Whittaker place, and there they were joined by Miss Dawes, who had been summoned to the conclave by a note intrusted to Bos'n.
Tidditt, says she, 'there's one thing I'll say for you you don't talk." Miss Phinney boarded with the Bangses, and Bailey was acquainted with her personal peculiarities; for that matter so were most of Bayport's permanent residents. "Humph!" he snorted indignantly. "She thought 'twas a good thing not to talk, hey? SHE did? Well, by mighty! you never get no CHANCE to talk when she's around.
Good morning." He walked briskly down the hill. The trio gazed after him. "Well," sighed Mr. Tidditt. "That's settled. And it's a comfort to know 'tis settled. Still I did kind of want Phoebe Dawes; but of course Heman knows best." "Course he knows best!" snapped Bailey. "Ain't he the biggest gun in this county, pretty nigh? I'd like to know who is if he ain't.
Aw, don't be so mean, Ase! Showin' off your importance like a young one! What did Heman say about the appropriation? Is he goin' to get it?" Mr. Tidditt paused before replying. Then, bending over, he whispered in his chum's ear: "He never said one word about the appropriation, Bailey; not one word. He wanted to know if we'd got this year's taxes on the Whittaker place.
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