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From: | Veronica Jefferson |
Subject: | [grt-talk] curtail panhandle |
Date: | Thu, 31 Aug 2006 09:57:49 +0200 |
Benijah was kneeling by the roadside, apparently
introuble.
Honest, I never could understand why a man with
Chris Trentsjudgment ever let him make the try.
Dont yousuppose I feel enough of a fool without
being reminded that I amone?
Hetties prouder of bein a Bradford justnow than
shes been for a long spell.
I tell em, What if hecouldnt swing a job like
that?
Trippin the lightfrantic toe at her time of
life!
Banks went home that night in a far happier mood
than for weeks.
Folks are wonderin when the weddin bells are gointo
ring. The only sane procedure wasto save whatever might be saved.
I suppose I shouldnt say it now, but it is true; I
havereason to know it.
And fromthe other end of the bundle came a muffled
command. Margaret did not believe him, and she told her son so when later onthey
were alone together. Then he heard a voice outside the openwindow, calling his name.
Of course, she announced, that aint any of my business, Mr. He mightnot be able to
find them, but at least he could try.
Moreover, looking on and listening were far more
entertaining. He was over home, toOstable, and he never got to the fire till twas
out. Dont yousuppose I feel enough of a fool without being reminded that I amone?
You aintseen Elizabeth since the fire, I presume likely? What in time you luggin
them bedcomforters around for?
With a snap it flew open, and he stepped into the
room.
If it want for you Denboro might be short one
leadin citizen. I shall be morethan ever the town joke, after this, of course.
Simpkins was in the middle of a long and tangled sentence, andthe interruption
startled her.
Margaret did not believe him, and she told her son
so when later onthey were alone together.
Youve got yourself talkedabout again,
son.
He even laughed a little as he told his mother the
story.
Truman had got overheated, had caught cold and
wasconfined to her room with rheumatism. Why dont you get hersome ammonia or
somethin?
He had taken but two steps when they called
hisname.
So therehe was again, precisely where he started.
Banks found it a hard walk home through the bitter cold and thesavage wind. Banks
turned the knob, butit did not open. Almostevery person whom he met had something to
say about his coolnessand grit. Im beginnin to believe you can know more and say
less than anyother man on earth. He stepped back, then once more threw himself
against the door.
She may not believe, but, heavens and earth, how
shewill GUESS!
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