“She says she’ll be goin’ soon,” said Lucinda to Joshua.
“Then she’ll be goin’ soon,” said Joshua.
“I’m sure I’ll be glad,” said Lucinda; “such hifalutin sky-larkin’!”
Joshua said nothing. Mr. Stebbins had apprised him of Aunt Mary’s arrangements in his behalf and he felt no inclination to criticize any of her doings and sayings.
Toward the end of the next week this telegram was received.
Dear Aunt Mary: We’re home and ready when you are. Telegraph what train.
J. and J.
The telegram was handed to Aunt Mary at ten in the morning. Her fingers trembled as she opened it.
“My heavens alive, Lucinda,” she cried, the next minute, “I do believe, if you’ll be quick, that I can make the twelve-twenty! Run! Tell Joshua to get my trunk down and harness Billy as quick as he can. He can telegraph that I’m comin’ after I’m gone.”
Lucinda flew Joshua-wards.