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His outlook was very dark, and there sprang up within him a wild longing to get back to North Carolina, back to the little whitewashed cabin, shaded with china and mulberry trees; back to the wood-pile and the garden; back to the old cronies with whom he had swapped lies and tobacco for so many years. He longed to kiss the rod of aunt Milly's domination.
And who and what should bring this about, except you, and Milly's niece, and my money!" "I'm afraid I don't quite understand," said Peter, and looked as bewildered as he felt. He wasn't a quick thinker. "What is it you wish me to do?" Still holding his eyes, "I want you to marry Milly's niece," said Chadwick Champneys. "That's my price." "Marry? I? Oh, but, Uncle Chad!
Somehow she did not want to talk of her marriage and Jack's death with Eleanor Kemp, who had been so near her during the ecstatic inception of that passion. "How pretty your house is!" Eleanor said, divining Milly's reluctance to intimacy. "I've been peeking into the next room while I waited." "Yes, it's pleasant," Milly replied unenthusiastically. "It's small and the street is rather noisy.
Backhouse looked in astonishment at the three eggs lying in Milly's print skirt, and at Milly's pleading little face. "Ay, that's Sally, I suppose. She's always hiding her eggs is Sally, where I can't find them. So it was Tiza found them, was it, Missy? Well, they will come, in very handy for supper as it happens. Thank you kindly for bringing them in." And Mrs.
The doctor had soon realized that it was the pity which is akin to love which had made Helen become so attached to poor Milly Varick intense pity for the unhappy soul who was going to lose her new-found happiness. Milly's pathetic cry: "I never had a girl friend before. You can't think how happy it makes me!" had touched Helen to the heart.
Horatio Ridge was "travelling" for one firm or another in drugs and chemicals: he was of an optimistic and sanguine temperament. Milly's mother, less hopeful by nature, had gradually succumbed under the perpetual tearing up of her thin roots, and finally faded away altogether in the light housekeeping phase of their existence in St. Louis.
Milly's companions were acclaimed not only as perfectly fascinating in themselves, the nicest people yet known to the acclaimers, but as obvious helping hands, socially speaking, for the eccentric young woman, evident initiators and smoothers of her path, possible subduers of her eccentricity.
"Well, along in the spring, a year after Annie got through with school, Sally Ann come to me, and says she, 'Jane, I saw somethin' last night and it's been botherin' me ever since; and she went on to say how she was goin' home about dusk, and how she'd seen Dick Elrod and little Milly Baker at the turn o' the lane that used to lead up to Milly's house.
But this scolding and chiding was heavenly music to poor Milly's ears, compared with what she had been obliged to endure at that other house, so that the only effect of Dame Sarah's fiercest anger on Milly was to make her kiss her mother-in-law's hands and thank her for the scolding with tears of gratitude.
For a moment Milly's heart ceased beating, then with a shriek, "Virgie, Virgie where are you!" she ran into the front hall and plunged, still shrieking, down the stairs. A door opened on the floor below, and the figure of a large woman in a rose-pink negligee confronted Milly. "Lookin' for yer little girl?" the stranger asked in a loud, friendly voice. "Well, she's all right just come in here!"
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