Go on, Loreny, say, 'Da-da' fer de purty lady!"
"He's that silly about her," said Maria Flathers, trying to conceal
her own pride. "He won't leave me put anything but white dresses and
blue shoes on her, an' he works extra time to pay fer 'em. Myrtella
says there ain't no fools like old ones."
"That's all right," said Phineas; "she'll have more to say when I give
Loreny a diamond ring on her next birthday. Iseling'll be givin' me a
raise soon. He's as good as said so. He knows I'm good fer everything
from bossin' a big job to drivin' a wagon; then look at the trade I
command! Why, Mis' Squeerington, them Ladies' Aiders in the Immanuel
Church, follered me solid, an' Mrs. Ivy an' the Anti-Tobacs--Shoo, I
could start out fer myself tomorrow."
"It's one o'clock!" warned Maria, anxious to speed her master on his
way in order that she might come in for a few conversational crumbs.
"One o'clock! Holy Moses! I must be hiking, if I want to hear the rest
of the trial."
"The trial?" repeated Miss Lady instantly alert; "were you at the
courthouse this morning?"
"Yes, mam, I was. Everybody was. Court room packed to the doors. I sez
to Iseling this morning, I sez, 'I'll make the noon delivery all
right, but the rest of the day's my own.
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