So he didn't
have no more to say to her, an' she went out, an' he didn't take no
notice which way she went. We had the same opinion about him that
Mrs. Jackson had, but we didn't stop to tell him so. We hunted up
an' down the streets for an hour or more; we asked every policeman
we met if he'd seen her; we went to a police station; we did
everything we could think of, but no Mrs. Jackson turned up. Then
we was so tired an' hungry that we went into some place or other
an' got our breakfast. When we started out ag'in, we kep' on up
one street an' down another, an' askin' everybody who looked as if
they had two grains of sense,--which most of 'em didn't look as if
they had mor'n one, an' that was in use to get 'em to where they
was goin.' At last, a little ways down a small street, we seed a
crowd, an' the minute we see it Jone an' me both said in our inside
hearts: 'There she is!' An' sure enough, when we got there, who
should we see, with a ring of street-loafers an' boys around her,
but Mrs. Andrew Jackson, with her little straw hat an' her green
carpet-slippers, a-dancin' some kind of a skippin' fandango, an' a-
holdin' out her skirts with the tips of her fingers. I was jus'
agoin' to rush in an' grab her when a man walks quick into the ring
and touches her on the shoulder. The minute I seed him I knowed
him. It was our old boarder!"
"It was?" exclaimed Euphemia.
"Yes it was truly him, an' I didn't want him to see me there in
such company, an' he most likely knowin' I was on my bridal-trip,
an' so I made a dive at my bonnet to see if I had a vail on; an'
findin' one, I hauled it down.
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