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"
I
suppose
so
,
"
replied
Roberta
,
who
knew
the
old
Trippetts
Mills
character
well
.
In
the
meantime
she
had
relieved
him
of
his
coat
and
packages
which
,
piled
on
the
dining-room
table
,
were
being
curiously
eyed
by
Emily
.
"
Hands
off
,
Em
!
"
called
Gifford
to
his
little
sister
.
"
Nothing
doing
with
those
until
Christmas
morning
.
Has
anybody
cut
a
Christmas
tree
yet
?
That
was
my
job
last
year
.
"
"
It
still
is
,
Gifford
,
"
his
mother
replied
.
"
I
told
Tom
to
wait
until
you
came
,
'
cause
you
always
get
such
a
good
one
.
"
And
just
then
through
the
kitchen
door
Titus
entered
,
bearing
an
armload
of
wood
,
his
gaunt
face
and
angular
elbows
and
knees
contributing
a
sharp
contrast
to
the
comparative
hopefulness
of
the
younger
generation
.
Roberta
noticed
it
as
he
stood
smiling
upon
his
son
,
and
,
because
she
was
so
eager
for
something
better
than
ever
had
been
to
come
to
all
,
now
went
over
to
her
father
and
put
her
arms
around
him
.
"
I
know
something
Santy
has
brought
my
Dad
that
he
'll
like
.
"
It
was
a
dark
red
plaid
mackinaw
that
she
was
sure
would
keep
him
warm
while
executing
his
chores
about
the
house
,
and
she
was
anxious
for
Christmas
morning
to
come
so
that
he
could
see
it
.
She
then
went
to
get
an
apron
in
order
to
help
her
mother
with
the
evening
meal
.
No
additional
moment
for
complete
privacy
occurring
,
the
opportunity
to
say
more
concerning
that
which
both
were
so
interested
in
--
the
subject
of
Clyde
--
did
not
come
up
again
for
several
hours
,
after
which
length
of
time
she
found
occasion
to
say
:
"
Yes
,
but
you
must
n't
ever
say
anything
to
anybody
yet
.
I
told
him
I
would
n't
tell
,
and
you
must
n't
.
"
"
No
,
I
wo
n't
,
dear
.
But
I
was
just
wondering
.
But
I
suppose
you
know
what
you
're
doing
.
You
're
old
enough
now
to
take
care
of
yourself
,
Bob
,
are
n't
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
am
,
Ma
.
And
you
must
n't
worry
about
me
,
dear
,
"
she
added
,
seeing
a
shadow
,
not
of
distrust
but
worry
,
passing
over
her
beloved
mother
's
face
.
How
careful
she
must
be
not
to
cause
her
to
worry
when
she
had
so
much
else
to
think
about
here
on
the
farm
.
Sunday
morning
brought
the
Gabels
with
full
news
of
their
social
and
material
progress
in
Homer
.
Although
her
sister
was
not
as
attractive
as
she
,
and
Fred
Gabel
was
not
such
a
man
as
at
any
stage
in
her
life
Roberta
could
have
imagined
herself
interested
in
,
still
,
after
her
troublesome
thoughts
in
regard
to
Clyde
,
the
sight
of
Agnes
emotionally
and
materially
content
and
at
ease
in
the
small
security
which
matrimony
and
her
none-too-efficient
husband
provided
,
was
sufficient
to
rouse
in
her
that
flapping
,
doubtful
mood
that
had
been
assailing
her
since
the
previous
morning
.
Was
it
not
better
,
she
thought
,
to
be
married
to
a
man
even
as
inefficient
and
unattractive
but
steadfast
as
Fred
Gabel
,
than
to
occupy
the
anomalous
position
in
which
she
now
found
herself
in
her
relations
with
Clyde
?
For
here
was
Gabel
now
talking
briskly
of
the
improvements
that
had
come
to
himself
and
Agnes
during
the
year
in
which
they
had
been
married
.
In
that
time
he
had
been
able
to
resign
his
position
as
teacher
in
Homer
and
take
over
on
shares
the
management
of
a
small
book
and
stationery
store
whose
principal
contributory
features
were
a
toy
department
and
soda
fountain
.
They
had
been
doing
a
good
business
.
Agnes
,
if
all
went
well
,
would
be
able
to
buy
a
mission
parlor
suite
by
next
summer
.
Fred
had
already
bought
her
a
phonograph
for
Christmas
.
In
proof
of
their
well-being
,
they
had
brought
satisfactory
remembrances
for
all
of
the
Aldens
.
