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Hillsboro People

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 892    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

food Hannah could earn for her. Then, so far from sleeping in a decently tight room, their bed was to stand in a little old shed, set up against Master Necronsett's house. One side of

e rest of it. All his magic consisted in the use of a "witch plant," the whole virtue of which depended on o

seed-pods, and with the most careful precautions to avoid touching them himself, o

about six paces square," he said. "

and weed, and water, and all?" asked Han

must do all," sai

Mary, who could not even brush her own hair

" she cried, "can I

rned his opaque b

aid dryly,

y, he explained, the patient must spend all her time there, so that by night, as well as by day, she could absorb

she left her sister to that grim old savage, with his brusque lack of sympathy. However, the minister's wife reassured her with stories of all the other girls fr

nd Hannah, putting her whole heart into her work, accomplished, so her surprised

thread, too!" she

the little girl two pennies-two real pennies, the first money Hannah had ever earned. With

ur-shilling piece for an iron fry-pan, or "spider." Laden with these, she hurried back to see how Ann Mary had endured the old doctor's roughness. S

eek, or perhaps even less," she said: "and I like Master Necronsett! He is a good old

, but when Ann Mary cried out joyfully at the sight of the food, "Oh, how hungry I am!"

queer, hard bed, with a straw tick and no feathers, which Dr. Necronsett had prescribed, warmly wrapped up in the pair of heavy Indian blankets he had loaned

it could scarcely have kept them from the deep slumber into which they fell

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