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"That ought to be put in a gold frame," he said.
"I think so, too," said Kate. "I shouldn't be a bit surprised if I
stay where I can see it."
They were talking of a deep gully facing the house and running to a
levee where the street crossed. A stream ran down it, dipped under a
culvert, turned sharply, and ran away to a distant river, spanning
which they could see the bridge. Tall old forest trees lined the
banks, shrubs and bushes grew in a thicket. There were swaying,
clambering vines and a babel of bird notes over the seed and berry
bearing bushes.
"Let's go inside, and if we agree, then we will get some water and feed
the horse and eat our lunch over there," said Kate.
"Just the thing!" said young Adam. "Come and we will proceed to the
residence of Mrs. Holt and investigate her possibilities. How do you
like that?"
"That is fine," said Kate gravely.
"It is," said Adam, promptly, "because it is Ma. And whatever is Ma, is
right."
"Good for you!" cried Kate. "I am going to break a Bates record and
kiss you good-bye, when you go. I probably shan't have another in
years. Come on."
They walked up the grassy wooden walk, stepped on the tiny,
vine-covered porch, and lifted and dropped a rusty old iron knocker.
Almost at once the door opened, to reveal a woman of respectable
appearance, a trifle past middle age. She made Kate think of dried
sage because she had a dried-out look and her complexion, hair, and
eyes were all that colour. She was neat and clean while the hall into
which she invited them was clean and had a wholesome odour. Kate
explained her errand. Mrs. Holt breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, thank goodness I was before-handed," she said. "The teacher
stayed here last year and she was satisfied, so I ast the Trustee to
mention me to the new teacher. Nobody was expecting you until the last
of the week, but I says to myself, 'always take time by the fetlock,
Samantha, always be ready'; so last week I put in scouring my spare
room to beat the nation, and it's all ready so's you can walk right in."
"Thank you," said Kate, rather resenting the assumption that she was to
have no option in the matter. "I have four places on my list where
they want the teacher, so I thought I would look at each of them and
then decide."
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