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Both children quailed before him, each prepared regardless of its
merits, for acquittal or condemnation, as he might decide the issue.
Even Mrs. Denbigh drew back and set her lips to silence.
The giant raised a threatening hand.
"Be ye ahl gone deef?" he demanded. "Whad's ahl this devil's racket
fur?"
In a panic of self-preservation, the two girls began at once to
clamor forth their woes.
"Sallie won't wash the dishes!" cried Mary.
"I'm sick," sobbed Sarah, "an' mom says Mary must wash 'em because
she upset the stew this noon-time!"
In the merits of any case brought before him, the household Solomon
was as little interested as if he had been the judge of a law-court.
His years of overwork had limited his sense of a just division of
toil among others, and his long oppression by task-masters had made
himself a merciless task-master. Like the men that had driven him,
he delighted most in driving those who were the hardest to drive.
Sallie was too young to furnish appreciable resistance, but in the
awakening Mary he now saw something that approached worthy
opposition. He turned first to his wife.
"Did you tell 'er," he inquired, his stubby forefinger leveled at
Mary--"did you tell 'er to wash 'un?"
Mrs. Denbigh bowed her sweating forehead in timid assent.
Then the father looked again at the offender.
"Wash 'un!" he ordered, and marched back to his parlor, his armchair,
and his evening paper.
Mary knew her father too well not to know also the price of
disobedience. Sullenly, but without hesitation, she retreated to the
little kitchen and took up her uncongenial task.
Girlhood, then, must be denied much of its claim to recreation; the
social machine was pitiless. Young life was a period of menial
service from which the sole escape was marriage, whether to stranger
or to friend. That a stranger should harm her was, to Mary--as it is
to most girls of her age and environment--an idea unentertained:
strangers were too few, and the world of moral fact too closely shut
and guarded. Boys she had always been cautioned against in vague
generalities; but she understood that they were prohibited because
their company was a delectable luxury reserved for older and
marriageable girls whose younger sisters were needed only to help in
the household tasks.
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