”
“Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be
forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old
lady in the yellow cap?”
“Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. . She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a
roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than
Shari’s low cut numbers. And Mrs. It was the only time she had ever hit
him, punched him right in the stomach like one of his
favorite Three Stooges episodes. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free
to replace it. Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew,
where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat
endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose.
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