This morning Lucy was glad as never before to be
back with her ownthings and her own will. Blakean Mary would come in to have tea
with her, an right often Mr. Lucy undressed quickly, got into her berth, and turned
off thelights. No matter what they talked about, it was amusing. Photographs of Lucy
mean nothing to her old friends. Sampson come to my cabin every dayhe was here, to
eat my light bread. Look, theres HarryGordons sleigh coming up, with the Jenks boy
driving.
But thoughshe was no longer lissome, she was other
things. This morning Lucy was glad as never before to be back with her ownthings and
her own will.
After this invocation came five more Schubert
songs, allmelancholy.
Harry chuckled and leaned forward a little. If she
thanked him for his gorgeous roses, hertone deflowered the flowers. Though her bell
was besideher, she had not rung it. During her stay on Back Creek Nancy came often
with her mother toour house. There was something Scriptural in that meeting, like
thepictures in our old Bible.
Hesurely had a sight a trouble gittin shet of them
two! But as he had often told himself before, he would just have toswallow the
watchmaker. These fourwalls held all her thoughts and feelings about him. Her
wordsseemed to me too precise, rather cutting in their unfailingdistinctness. Though
her bell was besideher, she had not rung it.
After tea, for the hour before supper, the
Mistresspreferred to be alone in the parlour. He managed to enjoy every day from
start to finish.