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He took up the basket of grapes which he had gathered, and led the way through the window, down-stairs. Ivy waited for him at the hall-door, while he carried the grapes to Mrs. Simm; then he joined her again and proposed to walk through the woods a little while, before Ivy went home. "You must know, my docile pupil, that I am going to the city to-morrow, on business, to be gone a week or two.
Simm had seen her books. To be sure she had, like the good housekeeper that she was. "You'll find them in the book-case, second shelf; but, Miss Ivy, I wish you would come in, for I've had something on my mind that I've felt to tell you this long while." Ivy came in, took the seat opposite Mrs. Simm, and waited for her to speak; but Mrs. Simm seemed to be in no hurry to speak.
Ivy was already on the third round of the ladder, but she stopped and answered, hesitatingly, "He said I might." "He said you might, yes," continued Mrs. Simm, talking to Ivy, but at Mr. Clerron, with whom she hardly dared to remonstrate in a more direct way. "And if he said you might throw yourself down Vineyard Cliff, it don't follow that you are bound to do it.
"No, but you answer up short like, and that isn't what I thought of you, Ivy Geer." Mrs. Simm looked so disappointed that Ivy took a lower tone, and at any rate she would have had to do it soon; for her fortitude gave way, and she burst into a flood of tears. She was not, by any means, a heroine, and could not put on the impenetrable mask of a woman of the world.
"Did y'u tell the truth when y'u denied ever bein' a sweetheart of Simm Bruce?" "Yes, I told y'u the truth." "Ahuh! An' how do y'u account for layin' me out with every dirty name y'u could give tongue to?" "Oh, it was temper. I wanted to be let alone." "Temper! Wal, I reckon y'u've got one," he retorted, grimly. "An' I'm not shore y'u're not crazy or lyin'. An hour ago I couldn't touch y'u."
"Wal, pretty soon in come two more fellars, an' I knowed both of them. You know them, too, I'm sorry to say. Fer I'm comin' to facts now thet will shake you. The first fellar was your father's Mexican foreman, Lorenzo, and the other was Simm Bruce. I reckon Bruce wasn't drunk, but he'd sure been lookin' on red licker.
Geer's entrance, and he now expressed his regret for Ivy's illness, and hoped that she would soon be well, and able to resume her studies; and, with a few words of interest and inquiry to Mrs. Geer, took his leave. "I wonder if Mrs. Simm has been putting her foot in it!" thought he, as he stalked home rather more energetically than was his custom.
By the way, Mrs. Simm was a thrifty and sensible woman, and he was sure they would be mutually pleased. When, in short, all this and much more had been said, it was decided that Ivy should be regularly installed pupil of Mr. Felix Clerron.
I know, if you were my child, I should want somebody to do the same by you." Ivy could only stare in blank astonishment. After a moment's pause, Mrs. Simm continued, "I've seen how things have been going on for some time; but my mouth was shut, though my eyes were open.
And y'u asked me to marry y'u after y'u found y'u couldn't have your way with me. To y'u the one didn't mean any more than the other." "Shore I did more than Simm Bruce an' Colter," he retorted. "They never asked you to marry." "No, they didn't. And if I could respect them at all I'd do it because they didn't ask me."
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