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And now, hang it," said Hiram,
"he has come to live in this house, and I sha'n't have any peace of
mind."
Hiram dodged the first apple Mandy threw at his head, but the second one
hit him squarely, and he gave a loud "Oh!"
"Stop your noise," said Mandy, "or Mr. Pettengill will be out here. I'll
ask them if they want anything else," as she rapped on the door. There
was no response and she opened it and looked in. "Why, they have all
gone to bed," she said. At that moment the old clock in the kitchen
struck nine. "It's nine o'clock and you had better be going home, Hiram
Maxwell."
"I shall have to get some anarchy to put on my forehead," said Hiram.
"See that big bump, Mandy, that you made."
Mandy approached him quite closely and looked at his forehead; as she
did so she turned up her nose and puckered her mouth. Her arms were
hanging by her side. Hiram grasped her around the waist, holding both of
her arms tight, and before Mandy could break away he gave her a kiss
full on the mouth.
He made a quick rush for the door, opened it and dashed out into the
night.


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