"
"She isn't a great ways from here, is she?" whispered Edith, as
Phillis bustled into the pantry, hurrying back ere Judy could more
than shake her head significantly.
"Dear Aunt Phillis, won't you please tell Ike to bring up
Bedouin," Edith said coaxingly, hoping by this ruse to get rid of
the old negress; but Phillis was too cunning, and throwing up the
window sash, she called to Ike, delivering the message.
Edith, however, managed slily to whisper, "In Worcester, isn't
she?" while Judy as slily nodded affirmatively, ere Phillis' sharp
eyes were turned again upon them. Edith's curiosity concerning the
mysterious Nina was thoroughly roused, and determining to ferret
out the whole affair by dint of quizzing Judith whenever an
opportunity should occur, she took her leave.
"Mother," said Phillis, the moment Edith was out of hearing,
"havn't you no sense, or what possessed you to talk of Miss Nina
to her? Havn't you no family pride, and has you done forgot that
Marster Arthur forbade our talkin' of her to strangers?"
Old Judy at first received the rebuke in silence, then bridling up
in her own defense, she replied, "Needn't tell me that any good
will ever come out o' this kiverin' up an' hidin', and keeping
whist.
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