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 There was one more question she wished to ask.

"That cousin, what did he look like?"

"Oh, insignificant like," was the somewhat vague answer. "He had black hair and eyes that were greenish, a little, they always put me in mind of boiled gooseberries. He was the sort of person bound to prosper, and after Miss Miranda helped to bring him up I wonder how he can see her want for anything. There now, if you must go I have a setting of eggs I've wanted to send over to her for her poultry yard, they're the best in the state."

She brought Betsey the package, rather apologetic that it should prove larger than she had intended.

"I just tucked some duck eggs into the box, too. This is an uncommon breed that Joe got me, and splendid for market. I'm sorry it's such a big bundle and the way home so long. I do wish the horses weren't all in the field or Joe could take you home in the cart. You tell Miss Reynolds that those are with Clara Bassett's love and that she will never forget her. I will be over to see her myself, first chance I get."

Her kind hostess stood watching her from the gate as Elizabeth set off homeward. She had been directed to take the path along the river bank and then turn into a cart track that went over the hill and she had been warned that it was "quite a ways." She discovered herself to be more tired after her