4/45 She poured out some tea, and Mrs.Babcock drank with desperate gulps. "Won't you have another swaller, Mis' Babcock ?" Mrs.Babcock shook her head, and Amanda carried the teapot and tumbler back to the kitchen, then she seated herself again, and resumed her mending. Mrs.Babcock fanned and panted, and eyed Amanda. I've kept this sacque on purpose for a real hot day." "Well, it's dreadful long in the shoulder seams, 'cordin' to the way they make 'em now, but I s'pose it's cool. Oh, hum! I ruther guess I shouldn't have come out of the house, if I'd any idea how hot 'twas in the sun. |