Wives and Widows; or, The Broken LifeStephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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Wives and Widows; or, The Broken Life
Stephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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"What were you doing behind that screen? I hope you haven't taken to
listening to the whole house."
"Now, Miss Hyde, I didn't think you'd accuse me in that way. But I don't
blame you--Babylon's made you huffy! Cut in agin, Miss Matty, if you
want to!"
"But you should not do those things, Lottie!"
"Not quite so fast, if you please. I can tell you what I went behind
there for."
"I do not wish to inquire into your proceedings," I said, coldly, and
was moving away; but she caught me by the arm.
"Please don't go off mad, Miss Hyde," she pleaded; "I'll tell you the
truth. I was in the little room looking out a book Mrs. Lee wanted, when
I heard you and Miss Jessie talking on the terrace. I didn't know what
you said, and didn't want to; but just then I saw Cora creep through the
hall, and stand listening by the door. So I slips out, got behind the
screen, and, once there, I had to stay till the folks got off."
"Then she was listening?" I said.
"I should rather guess she was! and a-shaking them big ear-rings. She
didn't miss a word, you may be sure!"
"Why does she do those things?"
"Why? Come, now, that's good! 'Cause Babylon tells her to, and 'cause
her heart's blacker than her face, and she loves mischief as well as the
gray cat does cream."
"You cannot think her mistress would countenance her in such
proceedings."
"I don't think nothing about it--I know, Miss Hyde. She's got
countenance of her own, though, to help her through a'most anything! But
I tell you she's sot on to spy and listen."
"That is a fault you ought to judge leniently, Lottie."
"No, 'tain't, Miss Hyde! I've always been above things of that sort; but
since Babylon's come the world's changed, and I have to fix myself
according to circumstances. But don't you fall foul o' either of them
again--'tain't no use! Why, she walked Mr. Lee and Miss Jessie right off
afore your eyes, and you may bet your front teeth that by this time
she's made them believe you're cross-grained, and jealous as a lap-dog!"
"I begin to think I am, Lottie."
"No, you ain't--you can't stay cross two minutes! And as for good
looks--wal, if you furbelowed yourself off like some folks that shall be
nameless, you'd be more than as young-looking as some folks
themselves."
I turned again to go, but Lottie had, as usual, a few last words which
must be spoken.
"See here, Miss Hyde," said she; "Babylon'll carry Mr. Lee off, I know,
and Miss Jessie's got her heart so full that she'll slip away to her own
room; so you must go and sit with Mrs. Lee."
"I will go to her room as soon as Mrs. Dennison leaves."
"That won't be long. She ain't going to coop herself up for nobody;
trust her!"
"Very well; I shall be ready."
"And, Miss Hyde--"
"Well?"
"Now, don't be mad--I must say it! Just leave Babylon to me--you ain't
no shakes where she is concerned; you'll only get yourself into a brile,
and muddle matters--leave her to me!"
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