"Oh, look-a-here, Granny," said Will desperately. "Don"t make so much fuss about the plate. What"s it worth, anyway? Here"s a dollar."
Agnes cried quickly:
"Oh, don"t do that, Will! It ain"t her pate. It"s my plate, and I can break every plate in the house if I want"o," she cried defiantly.
""Course you can," Will agreed.
"Well, she can"t! Not while I"m around," put in Daddy. "I"ve helped to pay f"r them plates, if she does call "em hern-"
"What the devul is all this row about? Agg, can"t you get along without stirring up the old folks everytime I"m out o" the house?"
The speaker was Ed, now a tail and slouchily dressed man of thirty-two or -three; his face still handsome in a certain dark, cleanly cut style, but he wore a surly loo"k and lounged along in a sort of hangdog style, in greasy overalls and vest unb.u.t.toned.
"h.e.l.lo, Will! I heard you"d got home. John told me as I came along."
They shook bands, and Ed slouched down on the lounge. Will could have kicked him for laying the blame of the dispute upon Agnes; it showed him in a flash just how he treated her. He disdained to quarrel; he simply silenced and dominated her.
Will asked a few questions about crops, with such grace as he could show, and Ed, with keen eyes in his face, talked easily and stridently.
"Dinner ready?" he asked of Agnes. "Where"s Pete?"
"He"s asleep."
"All right. Let "im sleep. Well, let"s go out an" set "up. Come, Dad, sling away that Bible and come to grub. Mother, what the devul are you sniffling at? Say, now, look here. If I hear any more about this row, I"ll simply let you walk down to meeting. Come, Will, set up."
He led the way out into the little kitchen where the dinner was set.
"What was the row about? Hain"t been breakin" some dish, Agg?"
"Yes, she has."
"One o" the blue ones?" winked Ed.
"No, thank goodness, it was a white one."
"Well, now, I"ll git into that dod-gasted cubberd some day an" break the whole eternal outfit. I ain"t goin" to have this d.a.m.ned jawin"
goin" on," he ended, brutally unconscious of his own "jawin"."
After this the dinner proceeded in comparative silence, Agnes sobbing under breath. The room was small and very hot; the table was warped so badly that the dishes had a tendency to slide to the center; the walls were bare plaster grayed with time; the food was poor and scant, and the flies absolutely swarmed upon everything, like bees. Otherwise the room was clean and orderly.
"They say you"ve made a pile o" money out West, Bill. I"m glad of it. We fellers back here don"t make anything. It"s a dam tight squeeze. Agg, it seems to me the flies are devilish thick today.
Can"t you drive "em out?"
Agnes felt that she must vindicate herself a little. "I do drive "em out, but they come right in again. The screen door is broken, and they come right in."
"I told Dad to fix that door."
"But he won"t do it for me."
Ed rested his elbows on the table and fixed his bright black eyes on his father.
"Say, what d"you mean by actin" like a mule? I swear I"ll trade you off f"r a yaller dog. What do I keep you round here. for anyway-to look purty?"
"I guess I"ve as good a right here as you have, Ed Kinney."
"Oh, go soak y"r head, old man. If you don"t tend out here a little better, down goes your meat house! I won"t drive you down to meetin" till you promise to fix that door. Hear me!"
Daddy began to snivel. Agnes could not look up for shame. Will felt sick. Ed laughed.
"I kin bring the old man to terms that way; he can"t walk very well late years, an" he can"t drive my colt. You know what a cuss I used to be about fast nags? Well, I"m just the same. Hobkirk"s got a colt I want. Say, that re-minds me: your team"s out there by the fence. I forgot. I"ll go and put "em up."
"No, never mind; I can"t stay but a few minutes."
"Goin" to be round the country long?"
"A week-maybe."
Agnes looked up a moment and then let her eyes fall.
"Goin" back West, I s"pose?"
"No. May go East, to Europe mebbe."
"The devul y" say! You must "a" made a ten-strike out West."
"They say it didn"t come lawful," piped Daddy over his blackberries and milk.
"Oh, you shet up. Who wants your put-in? Don"t work in any o"
your Bible on us."
Daddy rose to go into the other room.
"Hold on, old man. You goin" to fix that door?"
""Course I be," quavered he.
"Well see"t y" do, that"s all. Now git on y"r duds, an"
I"ll go an" hitch up." He rose from the table. "Don"t keep me waiting."
He went out unceremoniously, and Agnes was alone with Will.
"Do you go to church? "he asked. She shook her head. "No, I don"t go anywhere now. I have too much to do; I haven"t strength left.
And I"m not fit anyway."
"Agnes, I want to say something to you; not now-after they"re gone."
He went into the other room, leaving her to wash the dinner things.