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Mr. Rushleigh had affairs to be arranged and looked to, in New York matters connected with the mills, which had, within a few weeks, begun to run; he had been there, once, about them; he could do all quite well, now, by letter, and an authorized messenger; he could not just now very well leave Kinnicutt.
He explained the prospect his father offered him, and the likelihood of his making a permanent home at Kinnicutt. "That is," he added, "if I am to be so happy as to have a home, anywhere, of my own." Mr. Gartney was delighted with the young man's unaffected warmth of heart and noble candor. "I could not wish better for my daughter, Mr. Rushleigh," he replied.
I sewed up the man's money myself in them feather beds what he lay on whenst he war wagined down 'ter Colb'ry ter take the kyars. He 'lowed the compn'y mought want them papers whenst they went into liquidation, ez he called it, an' tole me how he hed hid 'em." Rufe Kinnicutt wondered that she should have been so unyielding. She did not speculate on the significance of her promise.
Everybody promised to come as far as Kinnicutt "some time" to see them; the good-bys were all said at last; the city cook had departed, and a woman had been taken in her place who "had no objections to the country"; and on one of the last bright days of May they skimmed, steam-sped, over the intervening country between the brick-and-stone-encrusted hills of Mishaumok and the fair meadow reaches of Kinnicutt; and so disappeared out of the places that had known them so long, and could yet, alas! do so exceedingly well without them.
Meanwhile, they would inquire if the region round about Kinnicutt might be expected to afford a substitute. Dr. Wasgatt's wife told Mrs. Gartney of a young American woman who was staying in the "factory village" beyond Lakeside, and who had asked her husband if he knew of any place where she could "hire out." Dr.
Rushleigh was putting up some blocks; but, for the present, there was nothing nearer than the village proper of Kinnicutt on the one hand, and as far, or farther, on the other the houses at Lakeside. The flames themselves, alone, could signal her danger, and summon help. How long would it be first?
"I reckon ye know, too, ez Loralindy hed no eyes nor ears fur ennybody else whilst he war hyar but then he war good-lookin' an' saaft-spoken fur true! An' now he hev writ a letter ter her!" Crann grinned as Kinnicutt inadvertently gasped. "How do you uns know that!" the young man hoarsely demanded, with a challenging accent of doubt, yet prescient despair.
And then, her utter want of manners! "I'll tell my mother what you say," said she, rising. "What's your mother's name, and where d'ye live?" "We live at Kinnicutt Cross Corners. My mother is Mrs. Henderson Gartney." Faith turned toward the kitchen. "Look here!" called the stout young woman after her; "you may jest say if she wants me she can send for me. I don't mind if I try it a spell."
Aunt Henderson was proud of her old ways, her old furniture, and her house, that was older than all. Some far back ancestor and early settler had built it the beginning of it before Kinnicutt had even become a town; and rare exception to the changes elsewhere generation after generation of the same name and line had inhabited it until now.
Tim had a paper bag of apples and cakes, with some sugar pigs and pussy cats put in at the top, and a pair of warm stockings out of Glory's bag, to carry home, for himself; and he was to say that the lady who came to see his mother had taken Jo away into the country. To Miss Henderson's, at Kinnicutt. Glory wrote these names upon a paper.
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