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Astounded, and warningly pinched on the ar backward look, left the room and reluctantly climbed the stairs

"You'll have to excuse me, Miss Sally-Lou, here's your paper," Mrs Drake was slowly recovering discretion "I'll have to see about Dolly John's right, she ain't well--she ain't--oh, my Lord, I don't knohat to make of it!"

"I see she is sort o' upset," Miss Sally-Lou said, "an I don't wonder I oughtn't to have sprung it so sudden-like I'll tell you all good day I'll have to run along If thar's anything I kin do for Dolly just let ive ets worse, send word to o hard with her You know I think that idle scaht 'a' had better to do than--"

But Mrs Drake, obeying her brother's i toward the stairs Sally-Lou and Webb were left together Her glance fell before the fiercest glare she had ever seen shoot from a ing up a shed "You went an' thought Dolly was in love with that town dude Shucks, she seed through 'im from the fust throw out o' the box She liked to chat with 'im now an' then, but la, me! if you women are so dead bent on splicin' folks why don't you keep your eyes open? Listen to ht You watch an' see if Dolly an' Warren Wilks--"

"Pshaw!" Miss Sally-Lou sniffed "Dolly will never give Warren a second thought--not now, nohow She's got 'er sights up, an' she'll never lower 'ee of the porch and watched the spinster trip down the walk She glanced over her shoulder coquettishly "You are losin' all your gallant ways, Mr John," she siate for visitin' ladies here lately"

"I greased that latch t'other day," he answered, laconically "It works as easy as the trigger of a mouse-trap I don't know as I ever was a woman's jumpin'rjack I ain't one o' the fellers that fan flies off'n 'enats that's the'r lookout, not mine"