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He paused again, but only as if to await applause. There was no intimation that he had done. "Dear me!" murmured Gideon, politely. The other Whipples made little sounds of amazement and approval. "You want to know what the third eye of wisdom is?" continued Dave, as one who had read their secret thought.
Well, he was willing to let it drop. He wouldn't mention it again if they didn't. He would tell no one. Nor did he speak of it until the following evening, after the Whipples had surprisingly not only mentioned it again but had operated in the little bank office, under the supervision of Squire Culbreth, a simple mechanism of the law which left him the legal father of but one son.
He pretended to take it all out on Emmanuel, whom he declared to be no fair judge of American history. The other Whipples were beginning to suspect this but were not prepared to admit it either to Sharon or to each other. For the present they would defend Emmanuel against the hot-headed aspersions of the other.
Her short shirt of a plaid gingham flopped above her thin, bony legs as she ran, and she grasped a wide-brimmed straw hat in one hand. It should be said that this girl appalled the twins hardly less than would an avenging apparition of the outraged Jonas Whipple. Beings of a baser extraction, they had looked upon Whipples only from afar and with awe.
Two of the Whipples were vastly puzzled by these pronouncements, and not a little disquieted. Old Gideon and Harvey D. began to wonder if by any chance their boy, with his fine intellect, had not been misled. Sharon was enraged by the scandalous assertions about George Washington, whom he had always considered a high-minded patriot.
"Strangers?" said Harvey D. in mild surprise, as if Whipples could with any justice be thus described. Gideon, however, was able to reason upon this. "He might seem both at first, I dare say; but we can make plain to him the advantages the boy would enjoy. I imagine they would appeal to him. I imagine he would consent readily."
And can't you ever in the world for five minutes get mere Whipples out of your mind?" She actively waved him on from the open door. Sharon passed through a grape arbour, turning beyond it to study the site of the sun room. All in a moment he built and peopled it. How he hoped they would be coming along to play in there; at least three before he was too old to play with them.
We have at our back" he glanced defiantly at each of the three Whipples "an awakened proletariat." "My!" said Gideon. "You are out of the current here," explained Merle, kindly. "You don't suspect how close we are to revolution. Yet that glorious rising of our comrades in Russia might have warned you. But your class, of course, never is warned."
Man spoke to man there, and both the male Whipples stirred guiltily; feeling base, perhaps, that mere sex loyalty had not earlier restrained them. "Indeed, you blessed thing, you shall have them this moment!" said the cruel stepmother. "You two march along with me." "And not keep them till Harvey D. comes home?" It was the implacable Juliana. "Well" Mrs.
He listened a moment through the screen, then entered and went noiselessly up the back stairs. Coming to the head of the front stairway, he listened again. There were other voices in front, and he shrank to the wall. He gathered that only the Whipple stepmother and Patricia had come no other Whipples, no preacher. It might not have been so bad. Still he didn't want to be there.
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