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126 dressing-table, it wears a better petticoat than I, pink calico that looks like silk, and over it gauze, just like a lady at an assembly ball, a real quality lady. My cousin is not one to see his Liddy—he calls me his pretty cousin Liddy—my name before I was married was Vince, but instead of Sharland it might have been Pettican, if all had been as it ought. I say cousin Charles is not the man to see his relatives sold up stick and stock by such as Mrs. DeWitt." "You think if you can't pay me my rent, he will help you again? "If I feel I little behind-hand. Master Rebow, I shall not scruple sending Mehalah to him again. Charles is a man of kind and generous heart, and it is touching how he clings to his own flesh and blood. He has taken a great affection for Mehalah. He calls her niece, and wants her to look on him as an uncle, but you know that is not the real relationship. He was my mother's only brother's son, so we was first cousins, and he can only be a cousin of some sort to Mehalah, can he?"

"Oh, curse your cousinships!" broke in Elijah angrily. "To what an extent can you count on his help?"

"To any amount," said the widow, too elated to care to limit her exaggeration. "How is Mehalah? Is she more inclined to think of me?" Mrs. Sharland shook her head. "She don't love me?" said Elijah with a laugh. "I fear not, Elijah." "She won't be disposed to take up her quarters at Red Hall?"

Mrs. Sharland sighed a negative. "Nor to bear with me near her all day." "No, Elijah." "No, she won't," said he with a jerky laugh, "she won't till she is made to. She won't come to Red Hall till she can't help it. She won't live with me till I force her to it. Damn that cousin! He stands in my path, I will go see him. There comes Mehalah, back from the saltings. I must be off." "My cousin is a man of importance," observed Mrs.