. The pot of gold, and other stories . ide the door she turned and thrust her face, withthe little gray curls dancing around it, in again fora last word. O, Jack ! cried she, I hear thatEdward Simonds eldest son is as crazy as a loon ! Is? Yes ; isnt it dreadful ? Good-by ! Aunt Mal-vina frisked airily downstairs, and out on the street,barely in time to secure her car. When Letitia heard the front door close after her,she quilted her needle carefully into her square, thenshe folded the patchwork up neatly, rose, and laid ittogether with her thimble, scissors, and cotton, in herlittle rocking-c
. The pot of gold, and other stories . ide the door she turned and thrust her face, withthe little gray curls dancing around it, in again fora last word. O, Jack ! cried she, I hear thatEdward Simonds eldest son is as crazy as a loon ! Is? Yes ; isnt it dreadful ? Good-by ! Aunt Mal-vina frisked airily downstairs, and out on the street,barely in time to secure her car. When Letitia heard the front door close after her,she quilted her needle carefully into her square, thenshe folded the patchwork up neatly, rose, and laid ittogether with her thimble, scissors, and cotton, in herlittle rocking-chair. Then she went and stood stillbefore uncle Jack, with her arms folded. It was away she had when she wanted information. Peoplerather smiled to see Letitia sometimes, but uncleJack had always encouraged her in it; he said itwas quaint. Letitias face was very sober, and very 178 TOBY. innocent, and very round, and her hair was very longand light, and hung in two smooth braids, with ;i neatblue bow on the end of each, down her LETITIA STOOD BEFORE UNCLE JACK. Uncle Jack gazed inquiringly at her through hishalf-closed eyes. What is it, Letitia? Aunt Malvina said as black as Toby, said TOBY. 179 Letitia with a look half of inquiry, half of anxiousabstraction. What Letitia could find out herself shenever asked other people. Yes ; I know she did, replied uncle Jack. Then she said, Dark as Pokonoket. Yes ; she said that too. And then she said, Crazy as a loon. Yes; she did. Uncle Jack, what is Toby, and what is Pokonoket,and what is a loon ? Toby, said uncle Jack slowly and impressively, lives in Pokonoket, and keeps a loon. Oh! said Letitia, in a tone which implied thatshe was both relieved and amazed at her own stupidity. Yes ; perhaps you would like to hear somethingmore particular about Toby — how he got married,for instance ? I should, very much indeed, replied Letitiagravely and promptly. Well, you had better sit down ; it will take a fewminutes to tell it. Letitia
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