He had arranged with the driver to wait for a
letter that he wished to have mailed to Boston that same afternoon.
He went in by the back door, and as he passed through the kitchen, Mandy
made a sign, and he went to her.
"Hiram waited till one o'clock," said she, "but he had to go home, and
he wanted me to tell you that the surprise party is coming off next
Monday night, and they are going to get there at seven o'clock, so as to
have plenty of time for lots of fun, and Hiram suspects," and her voice
fell to a whisper, "that Strout is going to try and work the Deacon for
that five hundred in cash to put up for the grocery store next Tuesday.
That's all," said she.
"Where is Miss Pettengill?" Quincy inquired.
"She's in the parlor," said Mandy. "She has been playing the piano and
singing beautifully, but I guess she has got tired."
Quincy went directly to the parlor and found Alice seated before the
open fire, her right hand covering her eyes.
She, looked up as Quincy entered the room and said, "I am so glad you've
got back, Mr. Sawyer. I have been very lonesome since you have been
away.
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