"'Yes, you BE!' says I. Then I spoke as I had never spoke before.
You see, I felt it on account of Erastus. I told her that she
hadn't any business to think of another man after she'd been
married to one that had died for her: that she was a dreadful
woman; and she was, that's true enough, but sometimes I have
wondered lately if she knew it--if she wa'n't like a baby with
scissors in its hand cuttin' everybody without knowin' what it was
doin'.
"Luella she kept gettin' paler and paler, and she never took her
eyes off my face. There was somethin' awful about the way she
looked at me and never spoke one word. After awhile I quit talkin'
and I went home. I watched that night, but her lamp went out
before nine o'clock, and when Doctor Malcom came drivin' past and
sort of slowed up he see there wa'n't any light and he drove along.
I saw her sort of shy out of meetin' the next Sunday, too, so he
shouldn't go home with her, and I begun to think mebbe she did have
some conscience after all. It was only a week after that that
Maria Brown died--sort of sudden at the last, though everybody had
seen it was comin'. Well, then there was a good deal of feelin'
and pretty dark whispers.
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