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Updated: June 7, 2025
"She said, 'Alaka has lost his precious turquoises, but he will win them back again some day." "Did you understand what I meant, Lloyd?" "Well, I I guessed at yoah meaning." "Mary unwittingly did me a good turn that morning. She was an angel unawares, for she showed me myself as you saw me, a drone in the hive, with no ambition, and the gambling fever in my veins making a fool of me.
"I kaint tell 'zactly, honey," she answered, "'twel I adds it up." As she began counting on her fingers, her skirts slipped lower and lower from her grasp, until they brushed the dew of the wayside weeds. "Yes, that's it," she announced at last. "Miss Hallie is nineteen this Satiddy, and you'll be nine next Satiddy. A week from to-day is yoah buthday.
"Oh," cried Lloyd, "I intended to ask Betty befoah she went away where she had hidden yoah present, and she left next mawning so early that I was still asleep. Maybe mothah knows." But Mrs. Sherman, busy with her letters, shook her head. "I haven't the faintest idea," she answered.
We've heard a great deal about yoah successes from Cousin Carl." "Then let me have it set in a ring for you," he added. "There will be plenty of time before the wedding." "No," she answered, hastily. "I couldn't do that. Papa Jack wouldn't like it. He wouldn't allow me to accept anything from a man in the way of jewelry, you know. I couldn't take it as a ring.
Again Cyclona waked him from his day dream with a touch. He ran his fingers through his hair, staring at her. "Is that you, Charlie," he asked her. "Not Charlie," she answered. "Cyclona." "I beg yoah pahdon," he said. "Ve'y often now you seem to me to be Charlie. I don't know why." "Tell me more about the Princess," soothed Cyclona, "is she so beautiful?" "Beautiful," echoed Seth.
"Grandfathah will have had his nap by that time," she said, with a saucy glance in his direction, "and he will be as sweet and lovely as a May mawning. And he'll have on a fresh white suit for the evening, and a cah'nation in his buttonhole." Then she gave her orders more directly. "You must be suah to be out on the front steps to welcome them, grandfathah, with yoah co'tliest bow.
I'll let you wiggle the tea-ball in yoah own cup, so that you can make it as strong as you like, because you're company." The dimples deepened playfully in her cheeks as she passed the tea-ball across the table. Miss Sarah smiled, although her eyes felt misty. "You dear child!" she exclaimed. "That was Amanthis Lloyd all over again.
She lifted the lid of a rare old cloisonné rose-jar that had stood on the end of the mantel for a longer time than Lloyd's memory could reach, and took out a small box. Taking off the cover, she disclosed what appeared to be a ripe cherry with a bee clinging to its side. "Take the bee in yoah thumb and fingah and pull," she ordered. "See? It's a cunning little tape-measuah for her work-basket."
Polly was delighted to find that the pastor had "nothin' on her," as she would have put it. "You ought to have heard him," continued Mandy, made eloquent by Polly's show of interest. "'What will dose poor folks do? he kept a-sayin'. 'yes' yo' lie where yo' is, I tole him. 'Dem poor folks will be better off dan dey would be a-comin' to yoah funeral." "Poor folks?" Polly questioned.
"Mistah Bruce, if you'll jest step out and take what they is," announced Ma Snow from the doorway. "And watch out foah yoah laig in this hole heah." She called over her shoulder: "Mistah Hinds, I want you should get to work and fix that place to-morrow or I'll turn yoah ol' hotel back on yoah hands. You heah me?"
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