Ah've seen it all, over and over again,
in the movies at Oak Crick!" Sary almost wept as she described the
lamentable case of Jeb if he was permitted to visit Denver, alone.
"Don't worry over Jeb, Sary. He hasn't gone yet," said Mrs. Brewster,
sending her husband a signal to keep quiet.
Sary went out of the room, and when Polly called for a cup, no one
replied. So she had to jump up and go to the kitchen for her own cup,
but the kitchen was empty--no Sary to be seen, anywhere. Polly reported
this discovery when she came back to the table, and Mrs. Brewster spoke
impatiently to her husband.
"You haven't any judgment about love affairs, Sam! Don't you know that
you are actually throwing Jeb at Sary's head by saying such things, as
you did--about giving Jeb enough vacation to allow him to go to the
city and find a pretty girl for himself?"
Mr. Brewster sat back in his chair and dropped his fork upon the table
in surprise. He turned wondering eyes at his wife as he said: "Ah only
said that to show Sary that she must bide her time with Jeb, and give
him a chance to make an honest choice for a wife."
"That's what you _wanted_ to do, Sam, but what you actually
accomplished was to give Sary a fright over having Jeb get out of her
snare, and now she'll move heaven and earth to consummate her own
schemes to get Jeb. I wouldn't be one bit surprised if we should find
out that she is, even now, helping Jeb at the barn and trying to
wheedle him into an out and out proposal.
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