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But it was'nt long before they began to gather in on him again, and though his shoutin' and swearin' kept them at a good distance, yet they seemed to be gettin' used to it, and it didn't alarm them as it did at first. Mark had now got within reach of the water, and he felt comparatively safe.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself to speak so disrespectfully of such a divine creature with so much maiden innocence and intrinsic simplicity," observed Miss Fanny, inclining her head upon one shoulder, and rolling her eyes toward the sky. Ralph began to laugh. "I would'nt say it if it was'nt true," Verty said; "but it is." "What story did she tell you, sir?" Fanny went on.
Braile, impassively pouring him a third cup of coffee. "I jes' met Mis' Leonard comun' up the crossroad, and she tol' me she saw our claybank hitched here, and I s'picioned Abel was'nt fur off, and that's why I stopped." The husband and wife looked across the table in feigned fear and threat that gave them pleasure beyond speech.
Why, what in the world do you mean, Mary? 'Excuse me, William, but I was'nt listening.
Tell me what her name was and let the fol-de-rols go." "Her name?" exclaimed the girl with some sharpness, "how should I know her name; she did'nt come to see me." "How did she look then? You saw her I suppose?" "And was'nt that what I was telling you, when you stopped me.
Daniels was'nt pleased a bit and showed plain enough she did'nt like the lady, fine as she was in her ways. She was going to answer her too, but just then the front door opened and Mr. Blake with his satchel in his hand, came into the house.
He then told them whose son this Alexander the Great was; no less than Philip of Macedon. "I never heard of him," said one. "I think I have," said the "geographer," ashamed of being thought ignorant, "Silas, was'nt he a Cornish man? I knew one of the Alexanders at Truro!" Mr. C. now went on describing to them, in glowing colours, the valour, and the wars, and the conquests of this famous general.
She's a bit of a spirit, and when she talks more than I like, why I wish myself at sea again, for an angry woman's tongue is worse than a storm at sea, any day; if it was'nt for the children, bless 'em, I should not live with 'em, but I am very partial to them."
I would set my cap at him," said Miss Fanny, with a womanly air, "if it was'nt for you." Redbud only murmured something. "Come on!" cried Fanny, trying to raise her friend forcibly, "I tell you Verty is waiting, and you are only losing so much talk; they never will let our beaux stay long enough, and as to-day's holiday, you will have a nice chat.
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