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Verjoos and her younger daughter, who gave him a cordial greeting; and the elder lady was kind enough to repeat her daughter's morning assurances of regret that they were out on the occasion of his call. "I trust you have been as good as your word," said Miss Clara, "and brought some music." "Yes, it is on the piano," he replied, looking across the room to where the instrument stood.
Him an' me are on putty friendly terms, but the fact is," said David, in a semi-confidential tone, "he's about an even combine of pykery an' viniger, an' about as pop'lar in gen'ral 'round here as a skunk in a hen-house; but Mis' Verjoos is putty well liked; an' one o' the girls, Claricy is her name, is a good deal of a fav'rit.
"We were just speaking of the singing," said the rector, "and I was saying that it was all your doing." "You really have done wonders," condescended she of the somber eyes. "We have only been here a day or two and this is the first time we have been at church." The party moved out of the gate and up the street, the rector leading with Miss Verjoos, followed by our friend and the younger sister.
"One on 'em hailed me as I was comin' in and ast me to ast you to come eout." John laughed a little as he wondered what their feeling would be were they aware that they were denominated as the "Verjoos gals" by people of Peleg's standing in the community. "We were so sorry to miss your visit the other evening," said Miss Clara, after the usual salutations.
Harum reflectively, "but that partic'ler transaction's got a peg all to itself." John laughed and asked, "How did it come out? I mean, what sort of an interview did you have with the young woman's father, the popular Mr. Verjoos?"
"I seen a sight fer sore eyes this mornin'," quoth David presently. "What was that?" asked Aunt Polly, looking up over her glasses. "Claricy Verjoos fer one part on't," said David. "The Verjooses hev come, hev they? Wa'al, that's good. I hope she'll come up an' see me." David nodded.
He raised his hat as he was passing the group, when Mr. Euston detained him: "I want to present you to the Misses Verjoos."
Miss Verjoos was sitting with her elbows on the arm of her chair, her cheek resting upon her clasped hands and her dusky eyes were fastened upon his face. As the song concluded she rose and walked away. Mrs. Tenaker came over to the piano and put out her hand. "Thank you so much for your singing, Mr. Lenox," she said. "Would you like to do an old woman a favor?"
I was up to the barn one mornin', mebbe four years ago," he continued, "when in drove the Verjoos carriage with one of the girls, the oldest one, inside, an' the yeller-haired one on a hossback. 'Good mornin'. You're Mr. Harum, ain't you? she says. 'Good mornin', I says, 'Harum's the name 't I use when I appear in public. You're Miss Verjoos, I reckon, I says.
One morning, some days later, Peleg Hopkins came in with a grin and said, "The's some folks eout in front wants you to come eout an' see 'em." "Who are they?" asked John, who for the moment was in the back room and had not seen the carriage drive up. "The two Verjoos gals," said Peleg with another distortion of his freckled countenance.
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