CHAPTER XXXIX.
A SURPRISE FOR MRS. GINNISS.
"SURE an' it's time they was a-coomin'," said Mrs. Ginniss going out
upon the door-stone, and shading her eyes from the level rays of the
sunset as she looked steadfastly down the road.
"An' who'll they all be, I'm woondherin'? The missus says fove bids
was wanted; an' faith it's well she said no more, for sorra a place
'ud there be to stand anudder in. An' tay ready for eight folks, at
sax o'clock. That's it, I belave; though all thim figgers is enough
to craze me poor head."
She took a little note from her pocket as she spoke, and, unfolding
it, looked anxiously at the delicate letters.
"Sure an' it's all there if on'y I had the sinse to rade it. An'
feth, it's the tail uv it I'm howldin' to the top, as I'm a sinner!
No' thin: it looks as crabbed this way as that. I'd niver be afther
makin' it out if it towld of a fortin coomin' to me for the axin'.
Shusin, Shusin, I say!"
"What is it, Mrs. Ginniss?" asked a pleasant voice from within; and
Susan, looking a little thinner and paler than when we first met
her, came out of the parlor, where she had been picking a few
scattered petals from beneath the vases of flowers upon the
mantle-shelf.
"An' would ye be plazed to read the missus's note to me wonst more?
Me owld eyes are that dim, I can't make it out in the gloamin'.
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