"What in the world are you going to do with it?" said his brother, with increasing surprise.
"You--Jem Hubbard! Why, I thought Yankee-Doodle was the only poetry you cared for!"
"I don't care for it, but she does."
"She!--What SHE?" asked Uncle Josie, with lively curiosity, but very little tact, it would seem.
"Mrs. Wyllys," was the laconic reply.
"Oh, Mrs. Wyllys; I told her some time ago that she was very welcome to any of our books."
"It isn't one of your books; it's mine; I bought it."
"It wasn't worth while to buy it, Jem," said his brother; "I dare say Emmeline has got it in the house. If Mrs. Wyllys asked to borrow it, you ought to have taken Emmeline's, though she isn't at home; she just keeps her books to show off on the centre-table, you know. Our neighbour, Mrs. Wyllys, seems quite a reader."
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