And there would, of course. Nanny'd be on one side,
cutting aprons out of nice new gingham, and Dell'd be on the other,
cutting _her_ aprons out of Jim's old shirt backs.
"But as soon as Nanny heard it she up and told everybody it wasn't so,
that she and Will wouldn't thank anybody for a fortune now that they've
paid for their home and garden.
"I met Jessie Williams in the drug store. She was buying dye to do
over her last year's silk and she says Nanny was a fool to contradict a
fine story like that. That she should have said nothing and used the
rumor to her social advantage. Jessie says that story alone would have
brought that uppish Mrs. Brownlee that's moved into that stylish new
bungalow next to Will Turner's to time and sociability. Though the
daughter isn't uppish a bit, so Nanny and Dell says, and visits right
over the fence and just loves the children. But she don't know
anything seemingly--the daughter don't. Wears fancy caps and
high-heeled shoes to work in mornings and was caught planting onion
sets root up and doing dishes without an apron and drying them without
scalding them first. But they say she's awful sweet and pretty, in
spite of her terrible ignorance.
"Old Mr. Dunn told me this Mrs.
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