Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Pembroke Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

"[...]read on ponderously. "Where ye goin', Barney?" Ephraim inquired, with a chuckle and a grin, over the back of his chair. "Ephraim!" repeated his mother. Her blue eyes frowned around his sister at him under their heavy sandy brows. Ephraim twisted himself back into position. "Jest wanted to know where he was goin'," he muttered. Barnabas stood by the window brushing his fine bell hat with a white duck's wing. He was a handsome youth; his profile showed clear and fine in the light, between the sharp points of his dicky bound about by his high stock. His cheeks were as red as his sister's.[...]."