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III. Mr. Harrison at Home
ButGingerwasnotboundbyanycontractofsilenceandkeptejaculating,“Redheadedsnippet”atintervalsuntilAnnefeltquitewild.
“IshutmyJerseycowupinourpenyesterday.ThismorningIwenttoCarmodyandwhenIcamebackIsawaJerseycowinyouroats.DianaandIchasedheroutandyoucan’timaginewhatahardtimewehad.Iwassodreadfullywetandtiredandvexed—andMr.Shearercamebythatveryminuteandofferedtobuythecow.Isoldhertohimonthespotfortwentydollars.Itwaswrongofme.IshouldhavewaitedandconsultedMarilla,ofcourse.ButI’mdreadfullygiventodoingthingswithoutthinking—everybodywhoknowsmewilltellyouthat.Mr.Shearertookthecowrightawaytoshipherontheafternoontrain.”
“Redheadedsnippet,”quotedGingerinatoneofprofoundcontempt.
AtthispointMr.Harrisonaroseand,withanexpressionthatwouldhavestruckterrorintoanybirdbutaparrot,carriedGinger’scageintoanadjoiningroomandshutthedoor.Gingershrieked,swore,andotherwiseconductedhimselfinkeepingwithhisreputation,butfindinghimselfleftalone,relapsedintosulkysilence.
“Excusemeandgoon,”saidMr.Harrison,sittingdownagain.“Mybrotherthesailornevertaughtthatbirdanymanners.”
“IwenthomeandafterteaIwentouttothemilkingpen.Mr.Harrison,”...Anneleanedforward,claspingherhandswithheroldchildishgesture,whileherbiggrayeyesgazedimploringlyintoMr.Harrison’sembarrassedface...“Ifoundmycowstillshutupinthepen.ItwasYOURcowIhadsoldtoMr.Shearer.
