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ss Mary Ann, we must just conclude that it's the natural wearing out of a good machine. And we'll do what we can." When Mary Ann went back to her mother's room, she found her a little roused from the stupor in which she had been lying. The visit of her own doctor, the accustomed tendance, had touched some spring that set old wheels running. With the clairvoyance love so often gives to the sick-nurse, Mary Ann knew that she had something to say to her. She sat by the bed and waited. A fluttering whisper came at last. "Did you see Jane's hands?" Mary Ann's mind, seeking desperately for a clue, flashed from the stains on her sister's hands, which she had vaguely set down to black currant jelly, to the acid smell in the kitchen--to the black sewing--to the forgotten shock of a year ago. "They asked me where I'd like to lie--beside Pa or in the cemetery in town." "It's their forehandedness, Ma. I never did know such a forehanded pair. Talk about meeting trouble half way--Selina'n'Jane don't wait for it to start out at all." "Selina read out of the paper that bronchitis was nearly always fatal after seventy." "Well, now, what will those papers say next? Do you know what I read out of our own _Advertiser_ the other day? That every woman over thirty has had at least one offer of marriage. Now, that's a lie, for I never had an offer in my life. I'm kind of glad I didn't, Ma, for I suppose I'd have took it; and you and me do have an awfully good time together, don't we?" But her mother was not listening now; it had been a flash merely of the old self. Mary Ann looked around the room until she found Jane's lap-board with a pile of black sewing on it. She gathered up the carefully pressed pieces and poked them roughly in between a large clothes cupboard and the wall. "There!" she said to herself, "it will be a while before they find that, and when they do they can call it Mary Ann's flighty way of redding up a room." She heard her sisters whispering in the hall and went out to them. Selina was tying her bonnet-strings. "I'm going home to do a lot of cooking," she said in an important undertone. "John's wrote to Ma's relatives in Iowa, and some of them's sure to come." Mary Ann looked into the wrinkled face; the past weeks had added new lines of genuine grief to it, yet she could not help seeing that Selina found some strange pleasure in all these incidents of a last illness. The words she had meant to
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