C, Tomorrow I leave again on the Bunker boat. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone this time, but it really doesn’t matter. The more menhaden, the more money, you know. As I told you, I’m worried! I know you said, when we talked last week, that I was being foolish, but I can’t seem to help it. You’...
She walked slowly over to the sofa and sat down between Jim and Honey. Edgar Carver, perceiving how crushed she was, rolled his chair over to her as her brothers and Di gathered close around the divan. “Take heart, Trixie,” Mr. Carver said. “Just because I am ignorant of any such passage, doesn’t...
The girls pressed the draperies and put them back on the windows. They rearranged the things they had made on the shelves—dolls and aprons, repainted toys, small framed pictures. Mart, furious at the scratches on the cherry gate-leg tables, worked and rubbed till the marks disappeared. Finally th...