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His quick eye noted the box of capsules upon the table, as he sat down and took Miss Mattie's rough, work-worn hand in his. "How is it?" he asked. "Better?" "Mebbe," she answered, grudgingly. "No more'n a mite, though." "That's all we can expect so soon. By to-morrow morning, though, you should be all right."
Mattie suddenly drew her arms out of the steaming water. "It wasn't Ethan's fault, Zeena! The cat did break the dish; but I got it down from the china-closet, and I'm the one to blame for its getting broken." Zeena stood beside the ruin of her treasure, stiffening into a stony image of resentment, "You got down my pickle-dish-what for?" A bright flush flew to Mattie's cheeks.
There was no longer poignancy of anxiety in Mattie's mind, she was too much of a child to imagine the horror of loss, but she was grave and gay by turns. Her healthy and wholesome nature continually reasserted itself over the power of her newly attained woman's interest in the young preacher.
He complains that he never got more than a third of them right and the teacher has marked him away down; but one cannot keep resolutions without some inconvenience. Peter has never played tit-tat-x in church or got drunk and says it wasn't as bad as he expected. Felix did not eat any apples until March, but forgot and ate seven the day we were at Cousin Mattie's. He got into too much trouble.
But Cally was struck only with Mattie's enormous seriousness. Self-reproach filled her for the interval that seemed to lie between them.... "Mats, you know I've never kept secrets from you. I'll tell you everything you want to hear about it, from beginning to end. Only not to-day."
Mattie drew a long sigh, as she stood before her mother, looking, soberly into her face. "I wish there wasn't anything bad in the world," she said. "Nothing that could hurt us." "Ah, dear child!" answered the mother, her voice echoing Mattie's sigh, "from millions and millions of hearts that wish comes up daily.
And I suppose you don't want to part with your last child now, do you? It's like breaking your heart-strings, now, ain't it?" he said, in his most sentimental lecture voice. "Well, no, I can't say it is. Mattie's welcome in my house while I live, but of course she'll leave me some day, and I'll wish her joy." "Why should that be? My dear sir, why should that be?"
So they were to have one more evening together, her happy eyes seemed to say! He helped himself mechanically and began to eat; then disgust took him by the throat and he laid down his fork. Mattie's tender gaze was on him and she marked the gesture. "Why, Ethan, what's the matter? Don't it taste right?" "Yes it's first rate.
Angeline shook her head, and looked up sweetly but sorrowfully in Mattie's face. "Nothing, nothing, my good child," she replied, kissing Mattie's hand. But there was the tear of sorrow writing its tale on her cheek. "God will bless and protect our Tite," she resumed; "but we have heard nothing from him since the letter you saw."
'No, said Justin, 'I'll stay here with Miss Mouse, and you run down to them, Archie. Most likely Aunt Mattie wants to come up here too. She always says there's a breeze up here almost as good as the sea. 'I wish Aunt Mattie's house was near the moor too, said Miss Mouse. 'Where is it you go to school, Justin, and how do you mean you only pass the Crags' house on fine days?
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