PAT OF SILVER BUSH & MISTRESS PAT (Complete Series). Люси Мод Монтгомери

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СКАЧАТЬ ruckus, and small wonder. And Winnie’s tying hersilf into kinks wid the stomachache and that’s no puzzle ather wid the way she was after stuffing hersilf. So there’s nobody but us two to look after things. We’ll lave the dining-room as it is till the morning but we’ll straighten up the parlours and the bedrooms. Sure and the poor house do be looking tired.”

      Judy had doffed her silk and high heels and company voice and was in her comfortable old drugget and brogans … and brogue … again. Pat was glad. Judy seemed much more homelike and companionable so.

      “Can we put all the furniture back in its right place?” she said eagerly. Somehow it would be a comfort to have the sideboard and the old parlour rocker that had been put out of sight as too shabby, and the vases of pampas grass that had been condemned as old-fashioned, back again where they belonged.

      “Oh, oh, we’ll do that. And lave off looking as doleful as if yer Aunt Hazel had been buried instid av being married.”

      “I don’t feel much like smiling, Judy.”

      “There’s rason in that. Sure and I’ve been grinning that much to-day I fale as if I’d been turned into a chessy-cat. But it’s been one grand widding, so it has, and the like av it Jen Binnie will never see for all av her city beau. As for the supper, Government House itsilf cudn’t bate it. And the cirrimony was that solemn it wud av scared me out av the notion av getting married if I iver had inny.”

      “I would have cried and spoiled it all if it hadn’t been for you, Judy dear,” said Pat gratefully.

      “Oh, oh, I wasn’t blaming ye. I knew a big, handsome bridesmaid onct and she burst out waping right in the middle av the cirrimony. And the things people did be saying … such as she was crying bekase she wasn’t getting married hersilf, whin it was just her full heart. At that it was better than the bridesmaid that was laughing in the middle av things at Rosella Gardiner’s widding. No one iver did be knowing what she laughed at … she wud niver tell … but the groom thought it was at him, and he niver wud spake to her again. It started a ruckus in the fam’ly that lasted for forty years. Oh, oh, the liddle things that do be having a big inding!”

      Pat didn’t think that for the bridesmaid to laugh in the middle of the ceremony was a little thing. She was very glad nothing like that had happened to make Aunt Hazel’s wedding ridiculous.

      “Come now and we’ll swape up all this confetti stuff first. The ould days av rice were better I’m thinking. The hins got a good fade innyhow. Oh, oh, this table do be looking like the relics of ould dacency, doesn’t it now? I’m seeing one av the good silver crame jugs has got a dint in it. But whin all’s said and done it don’t be looking much like the table did after yer Great-aunt Margaret’s widding over at the Bay Shore farm. Oh, oh, that was a tommyshaw!”

      “What happened, Judy?”

      “Happened, is it? Ye may well ask. They had a fringed cloth on the table be way av extry style and whin the groom’s cousin … ould Jim Milroy he is now … Jim wid the beard he was called thin … oh, oh, he had the magnificent beard. Sure and ‘twas a shame to shave it off just bekase it wint out av fashion … well, where was I at? He wint to get up from the table in a hurry as he always did and didn’t one av his buttons catch in the fringe and away wint fringe and cloth and dishes and all. Niver did inny one see such a smash. I was down to the Bay Shore to hilp thim out a bit and me and yer Aunt Frances claned up the mess, her crying and lamenting all the time and small blame to her. All the illigant dishes smashed and the carpet plastered wid the stuff that was spilled, niver to spake av the poor bride’s dress as was clane ruined be a great cup av tay tipped over in her lap. Oh, oh, I was a young skellup av a thing thin and I thought it a great joke but the Bay Shore people were niver the same agin. Now, run up to yer room, and put off yer finery and we’ll get to work. I belave we’re after having a rainy night av it. The wind’s rising and it’s dark as a squaw’s pocket already.”

      It was such a comfort to put things back in their places. When the job was finished Silver Bush looked like home again. Darkness had fallen and rain was beginning to splash against the windows.

      “Let’s go into the kitchen now and I’ll get ye a tasty liddle bite afore I do be setting the bread. I noticed ye didn’t ate innything av their fine spread. I’ve a pot of hot pay soup I brewed up for mesilf kaping warm on the back av the stove and there’s some chicken lift over I’m thinking.”

      “I don’t feel like eating with Aunt Hazel gone,” said Pat, rather mistily again. That thought would keep coming back.

      “Oh, oh, fat sorrow is better than lean sorrow, me jewel. Here now, ain’t this snug as two kittens in a basket? We’ll shut out the dark. And here’s a liddle cat wid an illigant grey suit and a white shirt, be the name av Thursday, wid his small heart breaking for a word after all the neglict av the day.”

      A fierce yowl sounded outside. Gentleman Tom was demanding entrance.

      “Let me let him in, Judy,” said Pat eagerly. She did so love to let things in out of the cold. Pat held the door open for a moment. It was a wild night after the lovely day. The rain was streaming down. The wind was thrashing the silver bush mercilessly. Snicklefritz was howling dolefully in the church barn since Joe was not yet back from the station to comfort him.

      Pat turned away with a shiver. The peace of the old kitchen was in delightful contrast to the storm outside. The stove was glowing clear red in the dusk. Thursday was coiled up under it, thinking this was how things should be. It was so nice to be in this bright, warm room, supping Judy’s hot pea soup and watching the reflection of the kitchen outside through the window. Pat loved to do that. It looked so uncanny and witchlike … so real yet so unreal … with Judy apparently calmly setting bread under the thrashing maple by the well.

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      Pat loved to watch Judy set bread and listen to her talking to herself as she always did while kneading and thumping. Tonight Judy was reviewing the church wedding.

      “Oh, oh, she was dressed very gay outside but I’m wondering what was undernath. Sure and it’s well if it was no worse than patches … Bertha Holmes is the pert one. Only fifteen and she do be making eyes at the b’ys already. I remimber her at her own aunt’s widding whin she was about the age av Pat here. She was after throwing hersilf on the floor and kicking and scraming. Oh, oh, wudn’t I like to have had the spanking av her! Simon Gardiner was be way av being rale groomed up to-day. Sure and whin I saw him, so starched and proper in his pew, looking as if he was doing the world a big favour be living, it was hard to belave the last time I saw him he was so drunk he thought the table was follying him round, and crying like a baby he was bekase it wud be sure to catch him, having four legs to his two. It tickled me ribs, that. Oh, oh, it’s liddle folks know what other folks do be thinking av thim in church. And wud ye listen to Ould Man Taylor calling his wife sugar-pie and him married thirty years, the ould softy. Though maybe it’s better than George Harvey and his ‘ould woman.’ There was ould Elmer Davidson stumbling in late whin the cirrimony had begun and sp’iling the solemnity. He’ll be late for the resurrection, that one. Mary Jarvis and her yilping whin they were signing the papers! Thim that likes can call it singing. Singing, indade! The Great-aunts av the Bay Shore farm were after being a bit more stately than common … be way of showing their contimpt for both Gardiners and Madisons I’m thinking. Sure and it’s a wonder they condescend to come at all. Oh, oh, but the supper wud give thim one in the eye. It’s a long day since they’ve set down to such a spread I’m thinking. Oh, oh, but I got square wid Ould Maid Sands. Sez I to her, sly-like, ‘While there’s life there’s hope.’ She knew well what I was maning, so she did.”

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