Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 30 of 114
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30 , THE BEAUTY OF WILLARD’S MILL. . style of face, quite won the admiration of his cousin. After introducing his mother-in-law, he said : “They are in haste to make you useful, cousin Constance ; but you should not be imposed upon. Mrs. Gleason, here, will take all this off your hands, I’m sure. You must need rest after your journey.” Before Constanee could reply to this whispered sentence, Minnie, who had caught Frank’s voice, cried out: “Frank, cousin Constance 7 coming !” “ Yes, so you told me last night, little goosie,’ answered Frank, softly. “ My sister,” he explained to Constance, “ had an impression that you were coming, and only last evening assured me of the fact.” — “ Perhaps she had heard of it,” answered Constance, for- getting what her uncle had told her about not receiving their - letters. “No, I believe not; at least, not from a very authentic source; but my mother-in-law-had a dream—” “ Now Frank!” expostulated Mrs. Gleason. “T begin to think,” said Frank, “that either you or Mrs. Gleason are very remarkable persons, since one had a pro- phetic dream, and the other inspired it.” “Tell me all about the dream,” urged Ganateace, inter- ested. The tale was repeated, in spite of the deprecating gestures and remarks of Mrs. Gleason. Constance, rather awe-struck, replied : “T certainly wants such a letter, and I remember, now, that it has not come.” “ Yes it has,” said Mrs. Willard, putting her head in at the door; “your uncle has just read it. Nat brought it this afternoon. Your reputation for a prophet is better established than ever, Mrs. Gleason; but how is your patient? Minnie dear, how are you ?” - “ The lights up the creek,” said Minnie; “see how pretty “ She’s thinkin’ about the fishin’ last night. I guess that’s what brought on this fever, stayin’ out so Jong in the night- air, But I'll have the fever pretty near broke by to-morrow comiclbooks.com 4 4