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28 peculiarly repugnant to him that Mattie should see him follow Zeena. “I guess I won’t come up yet awhile,” he said, turning as if to go back to the kitchen. Zeena stopped short and looked at him. “For the land’s sake-what you going to do down here?” “I’ve got the mill accounts to go over.” She continued to stare at him, the flame of the unshaded lamp bringing out with microscopic cruelty the fretful lines of her face. “At this time o’ night? You’ll ketch your death. The fire’s out long ago.” Without answering he moved away toward the kitchen. As he did so his glance crossed Mattie’s and he fancied that a fugitive warning gleamed through her lashes. The next moment they sank to her flushed cheeks and she began to mount the stairs ahead of Zeena. “That’s so. It is powerful cold down here,” Ethan assented; and with lowered head he went up in his wife’s wake, and followed her across the threshold of their room. |
