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Updated: June 13, 2025
He had put on his hat, and they stood on the sidewalk together. Idy made a little impulsive stoop toward him, as if she would have taken him in her arms. "Oh!" she gasped, her eyes swimming, and her chin working painfully; "I just think you're the very best man I ever saw in all my life!"
Patterson has gone to the tin-mine," he said, getting up and coming forward; "he will not be home till to-morrow." Idy grasped the casing so tightly that her knuckles shone white and polished. "My fawther's got a hem'ridge," she said, swallowing after the words. "I don't know what on earth to do." "A hemorrhage!" said the young man with kindly sympathy.
Jeemineezer! don't she hold that cantankerous little buzzard's head down pretty. Whoa there, Calamity! don't you back into the chicken corral. That's right, Idy, jam his head into the bucket, an' set down on it you're a daisy!"
"So I heard down at Maravilla last night, Idy." Her face darkened. "And you been all night gettin' here?" He bent over her coaxingly. "Well, you see, Idy" The girl pushed him away with both hands, and darted back out of reach. "Parker Lowe," she said, with a gasp, "you've been drinkin'!" Parker hung his head sullenly. "No, I hain't," he muttered; "not to speak of.
"Harvest's a poor time fer wishin'; it's more prof'table 'long about seedin'-time," said Idy, with a smile that threatened the meshes of her stylishly drawn veil. Parker set one foot on the dashboard, and swung the other out of the wagon nervously. "I do a good deal o' wishin' now that ain't very prof'table time o' year don't seem to make much difference," he said plaintively.
"Oh, come now, Idy, you hadn't ought to be so mad; I hadn't signed the pledge yet." He took a step toward her. The girl put out her hands warningly, and then clasped her arms about herself with a shudder. "Don't you come near me, Parker Lowe," she gasped. "What do I care about the pledge! Didn't you tell me you'd stop drinkin'? Won't a man that tells lies with his tongue tell 'em with his fingers?
"Don't try to speak, Mr. Starkweather," said the visitor cheerfully; "I've made your daughter's acquaintance already. We want you to give your entire attention to getting well, and let us do the talking." He went out of the room, and strolled about the place while the doctor made his call, and when it was over he went around to the kitchen, where Idy was kindling a fire, and said:
The young man who had stopped the team left them in the care of a newcomer, and walked around beside Idy. "Won't you come into the office and rest a little?" he asked. "Oh, thanks, no," said the girl, with a shuddering, nervous laugh; "I hain't done nothin' to make me tired. I think you're the one that ought to take a rest. If it hadn't been fer you I'd been a goner, sure."
Is there anything else you'd like from town a piece of meat to make beef-tea, or anything?" "Well, I wouldn't mind much if you would bring me a piece of beef," said Idy, pausing with a stick of redwood kindling across her knee. Then she dropped it, and came forward. "We're ever so much obliged to ye pappy 'n' all of us. Seem 's if you always turn up.
Idy held the reins in her left hand, and smoothed her alpaca lap with the whip handle, in maiden meditation. "Well, I don't know as 't is so very great after all," she said, rubbing the folds of her dress, and glancing at him in giggling confusion. Parker made an experimental motion with his right arm toward the back of the seat. The girl repelled him dexterously with her elbow.
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