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Cap'n Lem sat halfway around in his seat in order to converse on farm matters, and Sylvia enjoyed the spring beauty about her as they drove out of the little town and took the country road. "How's the jedge?" asked the captain at last. "He's well. Told me to tell you he'd be after you for lobsters before long." The old man gave a toothless smile. "Miss Lacey smaht?" he inquired. "I suppose so.
"I can take the hill over the tracks for a way. Will ye row me up as far as ye can?" "Yep, I'll row ye up," replied Eli, proceeding with his work. Late in the afternoon, Lem Crabbe, wet to his knees and covered with mud, entered the scow. He had stopped at Screechy's hut, knocked, and, having received no answer, clicked down the hill to the boat.
"Not particularly," answered Mr. Wetherell, whose throat was dry. "C-come over for the drive c-come over for the drive?" "Yes," replied the storekeeper, rather faintly. "H-how's Cynthy?" said Jethro. The storekeeper was too astonished to answer. At that moment there was a heavy step in the doorway, and Lem Hallowell entered the room.
She had turned her head on the pillow last night and buried her eyes with a certain gladness and hope. In quiet she had sat through the hurried breakfast hour this morning, in serenity had bade the guest good-by, and with a novel ambition had asked Mrs. Lem to be allowed to assist her. A wakened sense, a new outlook on the world, filled her consciousness now while the housekeeper rambled on.
There's a law to punish callin' folks out o' their names! I know the law, an' don't you forgit it. Come here, you, Jerry Sheming! Git in this sleigh. And you, too, Lem. You other fellers can come back to Logwood and I'll pay ye as I agreed." Ruth had, meanwhile, met Jerry when he came ashore. She seized his hand and, almost in tears, told him how sorry she was he was captured.
"I'll stay with Pappy Lon and Lem, because I love Sister Ann too well to go with you." "Oh, I thought that was the reason," said Everett. "All your hard words to me were from your tender, grateful heart. That only makes me like you the better." Fledra turned to go. "But I don't like you, and I never will. Let me go now, because I'm goin' down to the scow to Pappy Lon."
Do you hear that? 'Tain't Lem Horn's silver, it's our'n what's in that there bag! You leave our things be! Do you hear what I'm sayin'? You and your gang keep away from our cache, and don't go foolin' with anything you don't know anything about! Do you hear?" The man gave Jamie another shake. "I I didn't know!
Lem Hallowell had once covered him with blushes by unfolding a newspaper in the store and reading an editorial beginning: "We publish today a new and attractive feature of the Guardian, a weekly contribution from a correspondent whose modesty is to be compared only with his genius as a writer.
Here lived Lem Horn and his wife and two sons, Eli, a young man of twenty-one years, and Mark, nineteen years of age. "There's no smoke," observed Jamie. "Maybe they're all down to Fort Pelican getting their winter outfit," suggested David.
"Wal, now, I wish I could, Lem, but my hoss is stun lame." There was a roar of laughter, during which Sam tried to look unconcerned. "Mebbe Rias'll take me over," said Lem, soberly. "You hitch up, Rias?" "He's gone," said Joe Northcutt, "slid out the door when you was speakin' to Sam."
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