"She's in the livin'-room."
"Is--is anybody with her?"
Imogene nodded. "Um-hum," she said gleefully, "he's there, too."
"Who?" The captain and Thankful spoke in concert.
"Mr. John Kendrick. I let him in and I didn't tell her who it was at
all. She didn't know till she went in herself and found him. Then I
came right out and shut the door. Oh," with another nod, "I've got some
sense, even if I did come from the Orphans' Home."
Captain Obed and Thankful looked at each other.
"Then he did come here," exclaimed Thankful.
"Course he did. I told you he wa'n't quite a fool. Been there some time,
has he?"
"Yes. Shall I tell 'em you've come? I'll knock first."
"No, no." Thankful's reply was emphatic. "Where's the rest of the
folks?" she asked.
"Georgie and Mr. Cahoon--your brother, I mean--have gone up to the
village with the other one, the Cobb man."
"What have they gone to the village for?"
"To help Mr. Cobb get his horse and team at Chris Badger's. He's gone,
you know."
"Who's gone?"
"Why, the Cobb one. He's gone home again. I tried to get him to stay for
dinner; so did Miss Emily. We knew you'd want him to. But he wouldn't
stay. Said he was goin' home. Seemed to me he wanted to get out of the
house quick as ever he could. He gave Georgie a dollar for Christmas."
"WHAT!" Captain Obed leaned against the corner of the house. "A dollar!"
he groaned. "Sol Cobb gave somebody a dollar for Christmas! Don't pinch
me, anybody; I don't want to wake up.
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