But I got even with him for it. Oh, yes!
He knows that, and so do I! He, he!"
Peg chuckled quite fiendishly and Stephen Grant tried to look as
if nothing had been said.
"Oh, will the minister never come?" moaned Felicity in my ear.
"Surely she'll have to stop then."
But the minister did not come and Peg had no intention of
stopping.
"There's Maria Dean." she resumed. "I haven't seen Maria for
years. I never call there for she never seems to have anything to
eat in the house. She was a Clayton and the Claytons never could
cook. Maria sorter looks as if she'd shrunk in the wash, now,
don't she? And there's Douglas Nicholson. His brother put rat
poison in the family pancakes. Nice little trick that, wasn't it?
They say it was by mistake. I hope it WAS a mistake. His wife is
all rigged out in silk. Yez wouldn't think to look at her she was
married in cotton--and mighty thankful to get married in anything,
it's my opinion. There's Timothy Patterson. He's the meanest man
alive--meaner'n Sam Kinnaird even. Timothy pays his children five
cents apiece to go without their suppers, and then steals the
cents out of their pockets after they've gone to bed. It's a
fact. And when his old father died he wouldn't let his wife put
his best shirt on him.
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