"I waited till Aunt Abby had been dead and buried about a month,
and the Doctor was goin' to see Luella steady and folks were
beginnin' to talk; then one evenin', when I knew the Doctor had
been called out of town and wouldn't be round, I went over to
Luella's. I found her all dressed up in a blue muslin with white
polka dots on it, and her hair curled jest as pretty, and there
wa'n't a young girl in the place could compare with her. There was
somethin' about Luella Miller seemed to draw the heart right out of
you, but she didn't draw it out of ME. She was settin' rocking in
the chair by her sittin'-room window, and Maria Brown had gone
home. Maria Brown had been in to help her, or rather to do the
work, for Luella wa'n't helped when she didn't do anythin'. Maria
Brown was real capable and she didn't have any ties; she wa'n't
married, and lived alone, so she'd offered. I couldn't see why she
should do the work any more than Luella; she wa'n't any too strong;
but she seemed to think she could and Luella seemed to think so,
too, so she went over and did all the work--washed, and ironed, and
baked, while Luella sat and rocked.
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