large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb_78
large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
The old woman again betook herself to the shovel, but was startled by a hand suddenly laid upon her shoulder; she turned round in great trepidation, and beheld the dignitary in the blue coat; then followed an embrace of such closeness as would indicate no remoter connection than matrimony between these two decorous persons. THE OLD WOMAN AGAIN BETOOK HERSELF TO THE SHOVEL BUT WAS STARTLED BY A HAND SUDDENLY LAID UPON HER SHOULDER SHE TURNED ROUND IN GREAT TREPIDATION AND BEHELD THE DIGNITARY IN THE BLUE COAT THEN FOLLOWED AN EMBRACE OF SUCH CLOSENESS AS WOULD INDICATE NO REMOTER CONNECTION THAN MATRIMONY BETWEEN THESE TWO DECOROUS PERSONS
wever, possessed a strange impenetrability. They resisted her efforts like a quarry of living granite, and losing her breath, she cast down the shovel and seemed to bemoan herself most piteously, gnashing her teeth (what few she had) and wringing her thin yellow hands. Then, apparently with new hope, she resumed her toil, which still had the same result,--a circumstance the less surprising to David and Esther, because at times they would catch the moonlight shining through the old woman, and dancing in the fountain beyond. The little man in goldlace now happened to see her, and made his approach on tiptoe. “How hard this elderly lady works!” remarked David. “Go and help her, David,” said Esther, compassionately. As their drowsy void spoke, both the old woman and the pompous little figure behind her lifted their eyes, and for a moment they regarded the youth and damsel with something like kindness and affection; which, however, were dim and uncertain, and passed away almost immediately. ATTEMPT TO DIG THE TENDER SODS HOWEVER POSSESSED A STRANGE IMPENETRABILITY THEY RESISTED HER EFFORTS LIKE A QUARRY OF LIVING GRANITE AND LOSING HER BREATH SHE CAST DOWN THE SHOVEL AND SEEMED TO BEMOAN HERSELF MOST PITEOUSLY GNASHING HER TEETH WHAT FUSE SHE HAD AND WRINGING HER THIN YELLOW HANDS THEN APPARENTLY WITH NEW HOPE SHE RESUMED HER TOIL WHICH STILL HAD THE SAME RESULT A CIRCUMSTANCE THE LESS SURPRISING TO DAVID AND ESTHER BECAUSE AT TIMES THEY WOULD CATCH THE MOONLIGHT SHINING THROUGH THE OLD WOMAN AND DANCING IN THE FOUNTAIN BEYOND THE LITTLE MAN IN GOLD LACE NOW HAPPENED TO SEE HER AND MADE HIS APPROACH ON TIPTOE HOW HARD THIS ELDERLY LADY WORKS REMARKED DAVID GO AND HELP HER DAVID SAID ESTHER COMPASSIONATELY AS THEIR DROWSY VOID SPOKE BOTH THE OLD WOMAN AND THE POMPOUS LITTLE FIGURE BEHIND HER LIFTED THEIR EYES AND FOR A MOMENT THEY REGARDED THE YOUTH AND DAMSEL WITH SOMETHING LIKE KINDNESS AND AFFECTION WHICH HOWEVER WERE DIM AND UNCERTAIN AND PASSED AWAY ALMOST IMMEDIATELY
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