'Wash you from your sins!' Humph! Yes, you need it bad enough,
Lord knows! A good poundin', and boilin', and sudzin', you need--and a
good soakin' in the bluein' water over night, too."
Emily's eyes sparkled with keen though good-natured satire. There was a
flood of crimson color in her cheeks, not entirely the effect of her
brisk walk in the open air. She had a spasm of coughing, which she
endured as though such discomforts had become quite a matter of course,
merely remarking when she had recovered herself sufficiently to speak:--
"Thar', that'll last me for one spell, I guess."
"Won't you set, Emily?" said Grandma.
"No," said Emily. "I can't. I jest come up to tell my man, there, to go
home! Levi is over from West Wallen, and wants to see him. Lord, I didn't
know you'd got a party, Miss Keeler!" she continued, glancing with an
irresistibly comical expression about the room.
"Oh, no! we ain't got no party," said Grandma Keeler, pleasantly. "They
jest happened to drop in along."
"Wall now, I should think there'd ben a shower and rained 'em all down at
once:" again surveying the occupants of the room with a comprehensively
critical air that was hardly flattering.
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