CHAPTER XI
THE CROSSING OF THE RUBICON
“I want you should go to the village to-day,” announced Ellen, making her appearance in Lucy’s room on a hot August morning a few weeks later. “Tony’s got to get the scythe mended an’ have Dolly shod. Don’t it beat all how somethin’s always wearin’ out? Long’s he’s goin’, you might’s well drive along with him an’ take the eggs an’ corn I promised Elias Barnes. There’s some more errands at the store I want done, too.”
“All right, Aunt Ellen.”
But the woman loitered.
“If you don’t want to hang ’round town till Tony gets ready to come back, mebbe you could find somebody comin’ this way who would give you a lift home. It seems sort of a shame to stay there wastin’ the time you could be usin’ here.”
Lucy smiled at the characteristic remark.
“An’ if you didn’t happen on any one,” went 164 on Ellen, “likely you wouldn’t mind walkin’; ’twould get you home quicker.”
“No, indeed. I always like a walk.”