The former speaker gave a glance up to see if her audience was
safe, and then replied as coolly as before.
"My brother, for one."
"What for, Sally?"
"Do you think we are going to have these vulgar Northerners
rule over us? My cousin Marshall is coming back from Europe on
purpose that he may be here and be ready. I know my aunt wrote
him word that she would disinherit him if he did not."
"Daisy Randolph — you are a Southerner," said one of the
girls.
"Of course, she is a Southerner," said Sally, going on with
her embroidery. "She is safe."
But if I was safe, I was very uncomfortable. I hardly knew why
I was so uncomfortable. Only, I wished ardently that troubles
might not break out between the two quarters of the country. I
had a sense that the storm would come near home. I could not
recollect my mother and my father, without a dread that there
would be opposing electricities between them and me.
I began to study the daily news more constantly and carefully.
I had still the liberty of Mme.
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