City and town life -- Fiction; Gossip -- Fiction; Virginia -- Fiction
"How can I say it if you don't let a word get in noway, nohow?" Mr.
Blick was huffy. He had much to say, and thus far had been forced
to dumbness. "Don't anybody know anything much. They was both at
the party last night, and Mrs. Porter says that's what comes of
givin' folks like the Pughs an inch. Mr. John Maxwell asked her
for an invitation for Billy, and she gave it, being it was Mr.
Maxwell who asked, and the result was he run off and married--"
"Miss Lily! That he did! Bein' plain, he took an ell. Bein' proud,
she'll give him hell!--Mrs. Deford will. Just listen at that! I'm
gettin' to be a regular rhymer. Swell people certainly do have
advantage over humble ones. I tell you now, when I get to heaven I
ain't a-goin' to be in no particular hurry to be a saint with a halo.
I want first to be privileged to say unto others what they've said
unto us. But I don't want to do that till get through with Eve. She's
the first person I'm goin' to make a bee-line to. If ever a woman did
need shakin', it's Eve. As for Adam--" She waved her hand. "A man what
hides behind a woman's petticoats, or whatever she's wearin' at the
time, and says 'she made me do it,' I got my opinion of. Bein' a Bible
character, I don't speak of him in public often, but I ain't never felt
no call to be proud of him for a first father. It do look, though, as
if all men since Adam has been makin' of women an excuse. She's always
handy to blame things on. Reckon somebody will be sayin' next Miss Lily
made Mr. Billy fall in love with her."
"They say Mrs. Deford is holding of Miss Mary Cary responsible for
the running away." Mr. Blick began to weigh out certain orders which
had been delayed by the coming of Mrs. McDougal. "Miss Puss Jenkins
was in here this morning before breakfast and she says Mrs. Deford
is as near crazy as a lady like her could be. It seems Mr. Maxwell
took Miss Lily to the party last night, and, while her ma was there,
too, she slipped home and changed her dress and got her valise. Billy
Pugh did the same thing. Mr. Maxwell helped, though they say they
didn't tell him anything about it until last night, and he had to wear
his dress clothes. They caught the ten-ten train and went as far as
Vinita, where the preacher was waiting, Billy having gotten the
license from the county clerk during the day. Mr. Maxwell went with
them and was them married and caught the twelve-twenty train back,
bringing with his a note for Mrs. Deford."
"I reckon she's been swoonin' ever since, ain't she?" Mrs. McDougal
took up a handful of dried peaches and ran them through her fingers.
"She don't look like a swooner. She'd do better at swearin', I
reckon, and yet faintin' is always considered a high-class sign."
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