3/43 He wa'n't overanxious to have her do it, but that didn't make any difference. One of her pet bugaboos was that, now her brother was well-off--'cordin' to her idea of well-offness--some designin' woman or other would marry him for his money. Down she come, first train, and she's been all hands and the cook, yes, and paymaster--with Kenelm a sort of steerage passenger, ever since. She keeps watch over him same as the sewin' circle does over the minister's wife, and it's 'No Anchorage for Females' around that house, I can tell you. We had a revival preacher in East Wellmouth that first winter and he stirred up things like a stick in a mudhole. |