W." Met in the hall by her sister, she protested that
she hadn't cried till she got inside the gate, anyhow.
Abby lectured her soundly on her want of proper pride:
she was much too big a girl to be "seen around" on a day
when her brother was "running," if it were only for school
trustee. The other ladies of the family, having acquired
proper pride kept in the back of the house so as not to
be tempted to look out of the front windows. Mrs Murchison
assumed a stoical demeanour and made a pudding; though
there was no reason to help Eliza, who was sufficiently
lacking in proper pride to ask the milkman whether Mr
Lorne wasn't sure to be elected down there now. The
milkman said he guessed the best man 'ud get in, but in
a manner which roused general suspicion as to which he
had himself favoured.
"We'll finish the month," said Mrs Murchison, "and then
not another quart do we take from HIM--a gentleman that's
so uncertain when he's asked a simple question."
The butcher came, and brought a jovial report without
being asked for it; said he was the first man to hand in
a paper at his place, but they were piling up there in
great shape for Mr Murchison when he left.
"If he gets in, he gets in," said Mrs Murchison. "And if
he doesn't it won't be because of not deserving to.
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