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PART I - CHAPTER VII
LETTIE PULLS DOWN THE SMALL GOLD GRAPES

She shook the collar of the coat sharply, but he stood like a sheep, impassive.
Leslie, you are too bad. I can't get it on, you stupid boy -took the coat and jerked it on.
There,' she said, giving him his cap. 'Now don't belong.'
'What a damned dirty night!' said he, when we were out.
'It is,' said I.
`The town, anywhere 's better than this hell of a country.'
`Ha! How did you enjoy yourself?'
He began a long history of three days in the metropolis. 1 listened, and heard little. I heard more plainly the cry of some night-birds over Nethermere, and the peevish, wailing, yarling cry of some beast in the wood. I was thankful to slam the door behind me, to stand ui the light of the hall.
'Leslie 1' exclaimed mother, ` I am glad to see you.'
'Thank you,' he said, turning to Lettie, who sat with her lap full of work, her head busily bent.
`You see I can't get up,' she said, giving him her hand, adorned as it was by the thimble. 'How nice come of you to come! We did not know you were back.'
`But!' he exclaimed, then he stopped.
`I slippose you enjoyed yourself,' she went on calmly.
`Immensely, thanks.'
Snap, snap, snap, went her needle through the new stuff.
Then, without looking up, she said:
`Yes, no doubt. You have the air of a man who has been enjoying himself.'
'How do you mean?'
` A kind of guilty-or shall I Don't you notice it, mother?'
`I do I' said my mother.
`I suppose it means we may not ask him questions,' Lettie concluded, always very busily sewing.
He laughed. She had broken her cotton, and was trying to thread the needle again.
'What have you been doing this miserable weather?' he inquired awkwardly.
'Oh, we have sat at home desolate. " Ever of thee I'm fo-o-ondly dreeaming"-and soon. Haven't we, mother?'

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