“Tak sum loonch upstares to mother and Claire, Delia” ses he, and thin after a moment: “Get that woman out of the house” ses he “as quickly as possible.”
“And Delia” puts in Mr. James, conthrolling his nachelly loud voyse, “kape your mouth shut.”
“Yes sor” ses I.
Mr. Wolley did not turn up again aven for dinner, and the hole family, wid the ixsipshun of the madum et in silense. Miss Claire’s eyes looked red, and I seen her lips were trimbling, as tho she cud skursely kape the teers back. She cum downstares after the meel, and wispers in me eer:
“Heres a note for Mr. Dudley when he cums. I—I wont be home to-nite Delia” ses she wistfully.
“Whare are you going darlint.”
“To look for father” ses she. “O Delia” ses she, “I’m afrade sumething dredful is about to happen.”
“Let me go wid you darlint” ses I.
“But—the letter?” ses she, “somewan must give it to Mr. Dudley.”
“I’ll be plazed to do it” spoke up Minnie at wanse.