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The captain turned to the defiant Mrs. Ginn. "Have you got a letter of his, Zuba?" he demanded. Azuba laughed. "I have," she declared, "and I'm glad of it. I've been waiting to get somethin' like it for a long spell. Stealin'! HE accuse anybody of stealin'! Here, Daniel Dott, you read that letter. Read it and see who's been doin' the stealin' around here." She extended the letter at arm's length.

But, you see, Gertie well, when your mother and I first told you we'd made up our minds to come back here, you you stood up for him, and said he was aristocratic and and I don't know what all. That's what you said; and 'twas after the Zuba business, too." Gertrude regarded him wonderingly. "Said!" she repeated. "I said and did all sorts of things.

Cousin Percy, frantic with rage and humiliation, tried to protest. "It's a lie!" he cried. "It's a lie!" The captain turned to his housekeeper. "Zuba," he demanded, "what sort of lunatic business is this? Do you know?" Azuba straightened. "I don't know much," she announced sharply.

Who's mad, I'd like to know? It takes more'n that to make me mad, I'd have you understand." "That's good; I'm glad of it. Well, I'm much obliged to you for bringin' the letter." "You're welcome. Land sakes! I don't mind doin' errands, only I like to have 'em appreciated. And I like jokes well as anybody, but when you tell me " "Hold on! don't get het up again. Keep cool, Zuba, keep cool!

"How do you know they were her best ones?" "Hey? Well, they would have been MY best ones, if I owned 'em, I tell you that. I never see such clothes as that woman has! All trimmin' and flounces and didos, and " "Hi! steady there, Zuba. Keep your eye on the compass. You're gettin' off the course again. Annette Mrs. Black, I mean came to see Mrs. Dott; that's plain sailin' so far.

I had the satisfaction of telling him my opinion of him and his conduct before he left." "Ho! you did, hey? Humph! I wish I might have heard it. But, Gertie," his incredulity not entirely crushed, "it wasn't ALL make-believe; all of it couldn't have been. Even Zuba, she got the advancin' craziness. She joined a a 'Band, or somethin'." "No, she didn't. She pretended to, but she didn't.

Dott, I mean." In the face of this superb confidence Serena, who had intended leaving Azuba behind, lacked the courage to mention the fact. And when she sought her husband in the store and asked him to do it, he flatly refused. "What!" he said. "Tell Zuba Ginn we're goin' to cast her adrift! I should say not! Of course we can't do any such thing, Serena." "But what can we do with her, Daniel?

She made the declaration with the air of one imparting news of a startling discovery. Daniel laughed. "Is that so!" he exclaimed. "Well, well! I want to know! I always suspected it, Zuba, but I'm glad you told me, just the same. Does it say so in that paper?" Azuba rose from her chair. She did not laugh; she was intensely serious.

Land of love! if he had a thistle top on his mind 'twould smash it flat. Don't talk to me!" "I won't," drily; "I WON'T, Zuba, I swear it. Let's see the letter." He bent forward and took the letter from her hand. Then, adjusting his spectacles, he examined the envelope. It was of the ordinary business size and was stamped with the Boston postmark, and a date a week old.

It was just Providence, and nothing else, that kept her from telling the Blacks what you said and how you acted at dinner. That's it laugh! I expected you'd think it was funny." "Well, I give in that it does seem kind of funny to me, now, though it didn't when she started to say it. But you can't stop Zuba talkin' any more than you can a poll parrot.

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