is your Uncle Quincy."

Ezekiel laughed. "You can't convince him but that Abner's his uncle.
Abner comes after him every afternoon and takes him down to the
Deacon's house and that gives Huldy a good chance to do my mending."

The sound of carriage wheels indicated new arrivals, and Huldah went
to the door to meet her father and mother.

"Have you got callers?" asked Mrs. Mason. "I don't think I'll go in.
I didn't dress up, but came just as I was."

"And I never saw you looking better," said Quincy, stepping into the
entry to meet them.

"I'm glad to see you again, Mr. Sawyer," and the Deacon's grasp was a
firm one. "I didn't get up to the Town Hall that night, for I didn't
feel first-rate and Sophia didn't want to go alone, but Abner told me
what you did and said, and I reckon added a little on his own
account."

Abner appeared in the doorway. "I've put up the mare, Mr. Pettingill.
Want me for anything more, Dekin?"

"You can go home and help Susie," said Mrs. Mason.

When Abner had gone, the Deacon chuckled and said, "Nothing could
please Abner better than to take supper with Susie and pass the
evening in her company. He's more'n forty and she's only twenty, but
such hitch-ups ain't uncommon nowadays."