never dast to say nothin' because Cap'n Shad had vowed he'd butcher me
if I told tales to you about any home troubles. That's it, you see! All
through this their main idea has been not to trouble you. 'She mustn't
know anything or she'll worry,' says Zoeth, and Cap'n Shad he says,
'That's so.' They think an awful sight of you, Mary-'Gusta."

Mary did not trust herself to look up.

"I know," she said. "Go on, Isaiah."

"Well, I kept thinkin' and thinkin' and one day last week Ezra Hopkins,
that's the butcher cart feller, he and me was talkin' and he says:
'Trade ain't very brisk up to the store, is it?' he says. 'Everybody
says 'tain't.' 'Then if everybody knows so much what d'ye ask me for?'
says I. 'Oh, don't get mad,' says he. 'But I tell you this, Isaiah,'
he says, 'if Mary-'Gusta Lathrop hadn't gone away to that fool Boston
school things would have been different with Hamilton and Company. She's
a smart girl and a smart business woman. I believe she'd have saved the
old fellers,' he says. 'She was up-to-date and she had the know-how,'
says he. Well, I kept thinkin' what he said and--and--well, I wrote. For
the land sakes don't tell Shad nor Zoeth that I wrote, but I'm glad I
done it. I don't know's you can do anything, I don't know's anybody can,
but I'm mighty glad you're here, Mary-'Gusta."

Mary sighed. "I'm glad I am here, too, Isaiah," she agreed, "although I,
too, don't know that I can do anything. But," she added solemnly, "I
am going to try very hard. Now we mustn't let Uncle Shad or Uncle Zoeth
know that I have heard about their trouble. We must let them think I am
at home for an extra holiday. Then I shall be able to look things over
and perhaps plan a little. When I am ready to tell what I mean to do I