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The Country of the Pointed Firs
·
Sarah Orne Jewett
97
“She
was
just
havin'
her
breakfast,”
said
Mrs.
Todd,
who
had
listened
eagerly
to
the
long
explanation
without
a
word
of
disapproval,
while
her
face
shone
more
and
more
with
joy.
“You
just
sit
right
down
an'
have
a
cup
of
tea
and
rest
you
while
we
make
our
preparations.
Oh,
I
am
so
gratified
to
think
you've
come!
Yes,
she
was
just
havin'
her
breakfast,
and
we
were
speakin'
of
you.
Where's
William?”
“He
went
right
back;
said
he
expected
some
schooners
in
about
noon
after
bait,
but
he'll
come
an'
have
his
dinner
with
us
tomorrow,
unless
it
rains;
then
next
day.
I
laid
his
best
things
out
all
ready,”
explained
Mrs.
Blackett,
a
little
anxiously.
“This
wind
will
serve
him
nice
all
the
way
home.
Yes,
I
will
take
a
cup
of
tea,
dear,--a
cup
of
tea
is
always
good;
and
then
I'll
rest
a
minute
and
be
all
ready
to
start.”
“I
do
feel
condemned
for
havin'
such
hard
thoughts
o'
William,”
openly
confessed
Mrs.
Todd.
She
stood
before
us
so
large
and
serious
that
we
both
laughed
and
could
not
find
it
in
our
hearts
to
convict
so
rueful
a
culprit.
“He
shall
have
a
good
dinner
to-morrow,
if
it
can
be
got,
and
I
shall
be
real
glad
to
see
William,”
the
confession
ended
handsomely,
while
Mrs.
Blackett
smiled
approval
and
made
haste
to
praise
the
tea.
Then
I
hurried
away
to
make
sure
of
the
grocery
wagon.
Whatever
might
be
the
good
of
the
reunion,
I
was
going
to
have
the
pleasure
and
delight
of
a
day
in
Mrs.
Blackett's
company,
not
to
speak
of
Mrs.
Todd's.
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