Anybody with half an eye can see that.
Good gracious! I believe she's goin' to stand still, and let old man Wheeler run over her.

Look out there, look out, gal!" screamed the cook, and pounded vigorously with her rolling-pin on the side of the door to rouse Mercy's attention.

Mercy turned just in time to confront a stout, red-faced, old gentleman with a big cane, who was literally on the point of walking over her.

He was so near that, as she turned, he started back as if she had hit him in the breast.
"God bless my soul, God bless my soul, miss!" he exclaimed, in his excitement, striking his cane rapidly against the ground.

"I beg your pardon, beg pardon, miss.