“His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. She had other boyfriends and hung out at Foster’s only bar most of the time. The winter had turned sea and sky to a wet gray. It added to the picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. When she occupied, it, it was neatness itself; the little porch was overrun with creepers—the garden trim and exquisitely kept. ” “Clear out?” cried Hetty. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. It 163 invariably leads to trouble.
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