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[Looks first at and then at  with blazing eyes]

What ’d he do it fer?

Why, Meg, I b’lieve you’re plum tarryfied! They ain’t no sense in makin’ things no wuss ’n they are!

[A horse is heard approaching at a gallop.]

[Turns eagerly in the direction of the sound]

What’s that?

It’s Sid a-comin’ back, I reckon he must ha’ forgot sompen. It beats me the way you can make a bear outen a bush!

[Sympathetically]

She cain’t help her thoughts!

[Who has stepped outside on the doorstep, utters a ptercing cry]

Oh, God!

[ runs to the door and looks out. turns and