Oh, hum! Oh, hum!" Amanda ran and opened the door, and Mrs.Babcock entered, panting.
She had a green umbrella, which she furled with difficulty at the door, and a palm-leaf fan.

Her face, in the depths of her scooping green barege bonnet, was dank with perspiration, and scowling with indignant misery.

She sank into a chair, and fanned herself with a desperate air.
Amanda set her umbrella in the corner, then she stood looking sympathetically at her.

"It's a pretty hot day, ain't it ?" said she.
"I should think 'twas hot.

Oh, hum!" "Don't you want me to get you a tumbler of water ?" "I dunno.