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“Is’poseI’llhafftouseit“；andthatendediti-Theywereafamiliarsightastheyrodedowntheroadtowardtownnextday。Asusual，Mrs。Ripleysatupstraightandstiffas“ahalf-drovewedgeinawhite-oaklog。“Thedaywascoldandraw。Therewassomesnowontheground，butnotenoughtowarranttheuseofsleighs。Itwas“neithersleddin’norwheelin’。“Theoldpeoplesatonaboardlaidacrossthebox，andhadanoldquiltortwodrawnupovertheirknees。Tewksburylayinthebackpartofthebox(whichwasfilledwithhay)，wherehejouncedupanddown，incompanywithaqueeroldtrunkandabrand-newimitation-leatherhandbag，Thereisnoridequitesodesolateanduncomfortableasarideinalumberwagononacolddayinautumn，whenthegroundisfrozenandthewindisstrongandrawwiththreateningsnow。Thewagonwheelsgrindalonginthesnow，thecoldgetsinundertheseatatthecalvesofone’slegs，andtheceaselessbumpingofthebottomoftheboxonthefeetisfrightful。
Therewasnotmuchtalkonthewaydown，andwhatlittletherewasrelatedmainlytocertaindomesticregulationstobestrictlyfollowedregardingchurning，pickles，pancakes，etc。Mrs。Ripleyworeashawloverherheadandcarriedherqueerlittleblackbonnetinherhand。Tewksburywasalsowrappedinashawl。Theboy’steethwerepoundingtogetherlikecastanetsbythetimetheyreachedCedarville，andeverymuscleachedwiththefatigueofshaking。Afterafewpurchasestheydrovedowntotherailwaystation，afrightfullittleden(commonintheWest)whichwasalwaystoohotortoocold。Ithappenedtobehotjustnow-afactwhichrejoicedlittleTewksbury。
“Nowgitmytrunkstamped’rfixed，’rwhatevertheycallit，“shesaidtoRipleyinacommandingtone，whichgavegreatdelighttotheinevitablecrowdofloafersbeglimingtoassemble。“Nowremember，Tukey，haveGranddadkillthatbiggestturkeynightbeforeThanksgiving，an’thenyourunrightovertoMis’
Doudney’s-she’sgotanawfultongue，butshecanbakeaturkeyfirst-rate-an’she’llfixupsomesquashpiesforyeh。Youcanwarmupones’themmincepies。Iwishyecouldbewithme，butyecan’t，sodothebestyecan。“
Ripleyreturningnow，shesaid：“Waal，now，I’vefixedthingsupthebestIcould。I’vebakedbreadenoughtolastaweek，an’Mis’
Doudneyhaspromisedtobakeforyeh。“
“Idon’tlikeherbakin’。“
“Waal，you’llhafftostandittillIgetback，’n’you’llfindajaro’
sweetpicklesan’somecrabapplesaucedownsuller，’n’you’dbettermeltupbrownsugarfor’lasses，’n’forgoodness’sakedon’teatallthemmincepiesupthefustweek，’n’seethatTukeyain’tfrozegoin’toschool。An’nowyou’dbettergetoutforhome。Good-bye，an’rememberthempies。
Astheywereridinghome，Ripleyrousedupafteralongsilence。
“Didshe-a-kissyougoodbye，Tukey？“
“No，sir，“pipedTewksbury。
“Thunder!didn’tshe？“Afterasilence。“Shedidn’tme，neither。I
guessshekindofsortaforgotit，bein’sofrustrated，y’know。“
Onecold，windy，intenselybrightday，Mrs。Stacey，wholivesabouttwomilesfromCedarville，lookingoutofthewindow，sawaqueerlittlefigurestrugglingalongtheroad，whichwasblockedhereandtherewithdrifts。Itwasanoldwomanladenwithagoodhalf-dozenparcels，anyoneofwhichwasaload，whichthewindseemeddeterminedtowrenchfromher。Shewasdressedinblack，withafullskirt，andhercloakbeingshort，thewindhadexcellentopportunity。toinflatehergarmentsindsailheroffoccasionallyintothedeepsnowoutsidethetrack，butsheheldonbravelytillshereachedthegate。Assheturnedin，Mrs。Staceycried：
“Why!it’sGran’maRipley，justgettingbackfromhertrip。Why!
howdoyoudo？Comein。Why!youmustbenearlyfrozen。Letmetakeoffyourhatandveil。“
“No，thankyekindly，butIcan’tstop。Imustbeglttin’backtoRipley。Iexpec’thatmanhasjestletev’rythinggosixwaysf’rSunday。“
“Oh，youmustsitdownjustaminuteandwarm。“
“Waal，Iwill，butI’vegottogithomebys
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