Lindy slammed the door behind her, rushed to her own room, locked the
door, and threw herself face downward upon the bed. Should she ever
forget those last fearful words, that vengeful face, that taunting
finger, or that mocking laugh?
Samanthy took Alice up to Mrs. Putnam's room about eight o'clock. Alice
knelt by the bedside. She could not see the old lady's face, but she
took her withered hands in hers, and caressed them lovingly, saying,
"Aunt Heppy, I am sorry you are so sick. Have you had the doctor?"
The old lady drew the young girl's head down close to her and kissed her
upon the cheek. "The docter kin do me no good. I've sent fer yer becuz I
know yer love me, and I wanted to know that one person would be sorry
when I wuz gone."
"I'm so sorry," said Alice, "that I cannot see to help you, but you are
not going to die; you must have the doctor at once."
"No," said Mrs. Putnam, "I want to die, I want to see my boy. I sent for
you becuz I wanted to tell you that I am goin' to leave this house and
farm and all my money to you."
"To me!" cried Alice, astonished.
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