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"It meant nothing between them all," said Vesty, her hand over her eyes; "you know that better than I. It is only the way they do." "It meant nothing! It is only the way they do." The tears stole down Vesty's cheeks and trembled on her lips. "He does not care," she said; "that is the worst! He does not care as he did once." "For what, Vesty?"
But what is that I hear in this parlor, like somebody sniffling?" "It's me, Aunt Vesty," said the voice of Rhoda Holland from the background. "This is Mr. Milburn's niece, who has come here to stay with me," Vesta said. "Ah! then it is no Custis. The last sniffle I heard was at the ball to Lafayette in the spring of 1781.
At that hour set out for Berlin; and bring back Rhody Holland with you in the morning." "It's more dan thirty mile, marster, an' a sandy road." "No matter. Take it slow. I will write you a letter to carry. Samson, I am going to be married to-night to the rose of Princess Anne." "Dar's on'y one," said Samson. "Not Miss Vesty Custis?" "Yes, Samson. Princess Anne may now have something to howl at.
And so, as he, wise, covered up his sublime knowledge among us, unwise, with smiling lips, he sank into a sleep. Uncle Benny, dying, slept with a smile on his lips; and little Gurd, homeless, fatherless, laid in this poor habitation or in that, humbly and roughly, slept in beautiful health with a smile on his lips; and we, unwise, watched dolefully. "You must not stay," said Vesty.
When we are married we promise, and we hold to it till death. It would never seem to me that I was your wife, but wicked and false to you and her always that. I would rather die!" "My Vesty, the Basin is a little, little part of the world, and ignorant of life. I tell you what is right.
The mirth the children were having, congratulating Dr. Spearmint on his engagement, sounded crude. "Nature has done so much for me, you know," he said, with his weak, throbbing vanity, his hand nervously on the blue tie. Vesty went over to him and put both hands on his head. The children hushed. "Here are the pennies for my berries, Uncle Benny," she said quietly. "I've taken just a quart."
"You should never want or suffer," cried Vesty of the Basins, "while I have two hands to work with!" "Perhaps then," I murmured gravely, with sphinx face, "I might stay. I have to ask so much, Vesty, you see. All my life seems to be asking, not giving." "I don't know who you are!" said she, with puzzled brow, the utter frankness of Basin speech escaping her unawares.
Past hill and moor and still-gleaming flood: the light of day changed to one unfathomed, possible, as of sweet, unspoken dreams becoming blessed at nightfall. Then all at once, round and full above a distant hill-top, rose the hoyden moon, and the Basins saluted her with shouts of natural delight, all save Vesty and I, who were silent.
Wouldn't miss dat fo' my Christmas gift. I 'spect dat gal Virgie will come wid Miss Vesty to de cer'mony, marster." "Perhaps so. You are not thinking of love, too, Samson?" "Well, don't know, marster. Virgie's a fine gal, sho' I am a little old, Marster Milburn, but I'll have to look out for myseff, I 'spec, now you done burnt down my spreein' place. Dar's a wife comin' in yar now.
I could not wonder that Vesty was now loftier toward me than ever. Uncle Coffin, Captain Pharo, Captain Leezur and I kept close together as a sort of brazen and disgraceful community. Uncle Coffin, having to retrace his steps to Artichoke, was the first to leave the party.
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