Mary Louise in the Country
pretty smart, 'cause I've seen more of the big world than you have, and know what goes on in the big, busy cities, Where life is different from what it is in this little place. I've lived in more than one city, too, and that means a lot of experience for a girl of my age. I'm sure I could help you, dear. Perhaps, when I've heard your story, I will tell you never to say anything about it to anyone else; and then, on the other hand, I might think differently. Anyhow, I'd never tell, myself, any secret of yours, whatever I might think, because I'd cut off my right hand rather than get you into trouble."

   This dramatic speech was intended to appeal to the child's imagination and win her full confidence. In a way, it succeeded. Ingua sidled closer to Josie and finally said in a trembling whisper:

   "Ye wouldn't git Gran'dad inter trouble either, would ye?"

   "Do you like him, Ingua?"

   "I hate him! But he's a Cragg, an' I'm a Cragg, an' the Craggs kin stand up an' spit at the world, if they wants to."

   "That's right," agreed Josie, emphatically. "We've got to stick up for our own families and fight for our good name when it's necessary. Do you think I'd let anybody get the best of a Jessup? Never in a thousand years!"

   Ingua nodded her head as if pleased.

   "That's the way I look at it, Josie. Ev'rybody's down on Ol' Swallertail, an' I'm down on him myself, fer that matter; but I'll dare anybody to say anything ag'in him when I'm aroun'. An' yet, Josie—an' yet—I ain't sure but he's—but he's a

    murderer!"

   She had dropped her voice until she scarcely breathed the last words and her little body trembled through and through with tense nervousness. Josie took her hand.

   "Never mind, dear," she said gently. "Perhaps he didn't kill Ned Joselyn, after all."

   Ingua sprang up with a hoarse scream and glared at Josie in absolute terror.

   "How'd ye know? How'd ye know it were Ned Joselyn?" she demanded, trembling more and more.

   Josie's reply was a smile. Josie's smile was essentially winning and sweet. It was reassuring, trustful, friendly.


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