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? ? ? ? "I declare to gracious ther' ain't but nine!" she says. "Why, what in the world- plague take the things, I'll count 'm again."

? ? ? ? So I slipped back the one I had, and when she got done counting, she says:

? ? ? ? "Hang the troublesome rubbage, ther's ten, now!" and she looked hurry and bothered both. But Tom says:

? ? ? ? "Why, Aunty, I don't think there's ten."

? ? ? ? "You numskull, didn't you see me count 'm?"

? ? ? ? "I know, but-"

? ? ? ? "Well, I'll count 'm again."

? ? ? ? So I smouched one, and they come out nine same as the other time. Well, she was in a tearing way- just trembling all over, she was so mad. But she counted and counted, till she got that addled she'd start to count-in the basket for a spoon, sometimes; and so, three times they come out right and three times they come out wrong. Then she grabbed up the basket and slammed it across the house and knocked the cat galley-west; and she said cle'r out and let her have some peace, and if we come bothering around her again betwixt that and dinner, she'd skin us.


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