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e walks exactly to please me--walks _exactly_ to please me. It's for you to say, Maria, whether you'll stand in the way o' your own flesh and blood or not. Mrs. C. Of course, Nelson, I am very grateful, and do not dream of depriving Virginia of this opportunity, only-- Mr. C. That's all there is to it then. No onlys about it. Go get your hat, girl. (Virginia goes slowly into the house. At the door she meets Zurie who turns back and goes in with her) Mrs. C. Now, Nelson? Mr. C. It's just this. My brother's child shan't stay another hour in the same house with Edgar Poe. That's the plain tale of it, Maria. Mrs. C. Nelson Clemm! Mr. C. O, I've been hearin' things--I've been hearin'! He didn't cover all his tracks at West Point--or New York either! Mrs. C. Lies! All lies! Every one of them! He is the soul of honor! Already Virginia loves him like a brother! I trust her instinct! I trust my own! Mr. C. O, I'm not arguin', I'm just doin'. You can't turn him out, of course. Wouldn't do it myself. Nobody'll ever say Nelse Clemm was an inhospitable dog! But I can look out for Virginia, and I will. She goes with me now, or I'm done with you and yours--and you know that mortgage ain't paid off yet. Mrs. C. Yes, she shall go. She ought to be in school and again I thank you for helping us. But you are wronging my nephew,--one of the noblest of men. You don't know him! Mr. C. It's plain enough _you_ don't! Mrs. C. Has Mr. Brackett-- Mr. C. Mr. Brackett is a guest in my house. Now, Maria, say what you please. (Virginia comes out of cottage carrying a small satchel) That's a good girl! We'll fix up a fine trunk and send it after her, won't we, mother? Vir. (Putting her arms about her mother's neck) He--wasn't in the orchard, mama. Won't you say goodbye to him for me? Mr. C. Come, come now! (Leads her away) Don't worry, Maria. I'll drive you over to Bowville every Sunday Doctor Barlow doesn't preach. (Half turning) By the by, I saw him down the lane at the widow Simson's. Reckon he'll be along here pretty soon. Seems to be on his widow's route to-day. Good morning! (Exeunt) Mrs. C. (Look
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