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And as she did so she could hear Rachel winding up her alarm-clock in quick jerks, and the light shone bright like a silver rod under Rachel's door. "Her's gone reet to bed," said Mrs. Tams softly, by the bedside of Mrs. Maldon. "Ye've no cause for to worrit yerself. I've looked over th' house." Mrs. Maldon was fast asleep. Mrs.
"Hows'ever," continued Molloy, "as they don't worrit us about religion, except to give us a good word an' a blessin' now an' again, and may-hap a little book to read, we all patronises the house; an it's my opinion, if it was twice as big as it is, we'd fill it chock-full.
"Don't you worrit no more about Depper," she said, "Strike me, you're the one that want seem' to now, Car'line." The slow tears oozed beneath Car'line's closed lids. "I kin fend for myself if Depper ain't put about," she said. When Depper returned, with the shades of night, from the harvest-field, he might hardly have known his own living-room.
Then, as though feeling that this latter statement, in itself, erred on the side of vagueness, he added "to worrit a man." "How many passengers did you have on your last journey in, last night?" "Two on 'em." Mr. Crows, with forefinger and thumb, snuffed his nose as he had previously snuffed the candle in the lamp. "There was Peter Portgartha and a young woman.
"She looked worrit for a minit. Then she looks around, grabs up the cover of an empty 'bacco box and a fork and begins a-writing inside."
These pests worrit me at business and in all its intervals, perplexing my accounts, poisoning my little salutary warming-time at the fire, puzzling my paragraphs if I take a newspaper, cramming in between my own free thoughts and a column of figures, which had come to an amicable compromise but for them.
"The girl is skeered," said Jim Woppit, "and I don't know that I wonder at it. Women folks is nervous-like, anyhow, and these doings of late hev been enough to worrit the strongest of us men." "Why, there ain't an hour in the day," testified Casey, "that Miss Woppit don't telephone down here to ask whether everything is all right, and whether Jim is O. K." "I know it," said Jim.
There was no mistaking her, though her cheeks looked hollower and her eyes larger than when I saw her last. "Good-evening, mother," she said. The old woman raised her gaunt face with a start, and cried fiercely, "Begone with you! Begone!" and then bent it again upon her hands, muttering, "There are plenty of hedges and ditches too good for your lot, without their coming to worrit us in our wood."
Sennacherib, "you did a wise thing when you made up your mind to be a single woman. The men's little more than a worrit the best of 'em and even the childern, as is counted upon for a blessin', brings trouble oftener nor j'y." The visitor pinched her lips together and nodded, as if to say there was no disputing this glaring statement.
An' the worst of it is I'm sure he saw me, though I give 'im the slip by going into Swan and Edgar's at one door and out at another. If he finds me, Mrs. Rickett, 'e'll kill me. I told 'er not to worrit 'erself, an' I clean furgot the matter till the next night, when the pore dear creature was stabbed to the 'eart.
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